What does she choose?
Aphrodisiac fucking
Hermione put her wand away deciding to kill two birds with one stone. Sitting down on a rock, Hermione spread her legs out giving Harry full few of her pussy. She even went as far as spreading the moist lips with her fingers for good measure.

"Come on Harry we both know what happened." Hermione said enticing Harry to jump her. "Let yourself go I give you consent." She said and thus Harry let the control go.
The next thing Hermione knew Harry was pouncing on her pushing her to the ground before he began kissing her violently. Needless to say the passion they had was clearly fueled by the lust spitter plant but Hermine didn't care. She knew the plant was a key ingredient to the most powerful love potion on the planet that ironically enough diluted the plants effect.

The pair eventually parted their kiss as their lips left a trail of saliva between them. Harry eased back only so he can align his cock with Hermione's Pussy. Hermione helped him by guiding his cock to her waiting folds. "Right there." Hermione said as she got the head to her folds. Harry didn't even wait long before Hermione went crossed eyed at how hard Harry slammed into her. For a moment she swore she had an orgasm for a second with how hard his cock filled her up.

Hermione always loved Harry being rough with her making her feel helpless against his passion. The logical part of her mind knew that if she kept this up Harry would orgasm and with each climax the effects of the flower should wear off. Now the question is if Hermione can last long enough to purge Harry of the potion. Focus just have to stay concious long enough for Harry to pass out.
A.) Yes, she Does
B.) No she does not
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