Voldemort jerks off...
Onto Rose face with demeaning words
The pale white snake head spills, as he said, "Ah, yessss. Let me take your dirty soul." Voldemort splattered Rose's beautiful face; a blast of his dark white seeds sprayed onto her head and over her green eyes. It falls over her thin lips as she catches his cum, drinking it like fine wine. Her other hand wiped the cum over her boobs, rubbing his cum over her nipples. Voldemort pumps her hand on his slick shaft, moving it down the last few spurts.


After spilling all the seed inside his loyal follower's mouth, Voldemort took a step back, looking down at the disheveled witch on her knees, covered in a pool of his cum. The erotic sight caused Voldemort's cock to harden instantly.

"Mercy Potter, seeing you debase yourself like that, Can arouse me without fail. I only fuck a few select followers or the enemies that have wronged me deeply." Voldemort enjoyed every scene. "Be grateful I've been merciful, Potter. I could kill you still. But no. I love having you around. Call it the weakness of your dark master."
Rose stands up to Voldemort's cold stare. Not fighting back, but agreeing. "Yeah, I understand, master. Thank you."
Voldemort folds out her cloak and surrounds herself as the leader of the death eater robe comes over her petite, naked frame. It was her first and only time that he protected her modesty tonight. She wears it like the second skin it is. Her sexual dominator showed that he wasn't going anywhere. But instead of anger, it made her want to suck more of her master. She licks her finger clean and savors the taste of her master.
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