Harry...
Get jealous at the sight
Harry watches her dom taking out frustration on Petunia's deserving frame. Jealous she couldn't experience Dudley's raw brutality right now, she wanted to join desperately. But stop herself, not wanting to break up the pair.

"Ahhh take my cock you dumb pathetic old hag. Take it you fucking slut. Ahhh fuck yeah. You feel so tight." He pulls on her short black hair. Petunia's body bends backward into his chest. Her saggy old tits bounce with each thrust as he slamming balls deep within her folds.

Her cunt dripping wet and accepting Dudley's bully meat without backlash. Her womb takes a heavy beating. Tears roll down her cheeks. Petunia is unable to comprehend the current events that led her here. The brutal pleasure passing through her veins.

Petunia cries out in anguish. Dudley pulls back on Petunia's head forcefully. Neck snapping harshly into his chest. Her legs kick futilely as his muscular arms wrap around her frail frame preventing her escape route. Successfully, he ruin his mother guts. Dudley whispers in Petunia's ear. "Yeah. Do you like that? Haha fuck. I bet you always wanted this. You're a filthy little whore just like Harry and Ginny. My holes for the night. You're never going to get this pleasure again. Never. So you better enjoy it right now."

His hands pulled her deeply into his cock and the look upon her face is unsafe insanity. Her bony tailbone hit hard against his strong abdomen. Harry rubbed her cunt. The jealousy subsides as Dudley says this is the only time he'll be fucking her.
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