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Chapter 4 by yesterdayspapers yesterdayspapers

What does Grant have in mind?

Using her pretty face

Grant strode over to the sofa, a grin on his face. His impressive height meant that Cho's face was level with his crotch. She looked up at him and giggled as he caressed her head and ran his fingers through her straight, black hair, before undoing his zip and pulling back his jockstrap.

Cho gasped. His thick, veiny and flaccid cock hung in front of her. "Wow..." she breathed, the Butterbeer and her own lust bringing a red tinge to her cheeks, as she reached out and gently ran her hand down the shaft. It quickly stiffened in her grasp, making her gasp. Soon, a full eight inches of uncut, hard white cock was gently bouncing up and down before her. Grant grinned again, and lined himself up with Cho's mouth. After running an eager tongue up its length, she opened as wide as she could and took the tip inside her mouth.

Her first time had been with Harry a year before - he had been really big, but they were both nervous and she hadn't sucked him off at all. It had been an effort to fit him inside her tight box, but some magic had helped with that. Since then, she had practised giving blowjobs to some of the Hufflepuff boys, but they had generally been a lot smaller than Grant and easy to fit in her mouth. Ernie Macmillan had finished very quickly, shooting a runny load straight down her throat. Cedric had been about twice the size, but in a moment of curiosity she had inserted a finger into his arsehole just as she started, causing him to immediately shoot ropes of sticky cum across her face.

Grant, then, was a different experience. She could barely fit around his width, and he was starting to **** himself inside her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the rest of the team unbuttoning their trousers and pulling out their dicks, stroking to the performance. She tried moving her tongue around the bottom of the shaft and pulling back, but Grant was having none of it. Her tongue fully extended, Grant put two hands on the back of her head and pulled her violently towards him. She gagged as he hit the back of her throat, and, screaming with muffled protest, she tried to push him away. Rather than stopping, however, Grant continued to pull her head back and forth on his cock, emitting a low grunt as he fucked her face. Tears began to stream from her eyes as she struggled for breath, and she continued to squeal. Beneath her leggings though, she could feel her pussy beginning to moisten as the thrill of being used overtook her.

What happens next?

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