Rita Skeeter

As his **** used her mouth and throat to please Harry, his mind drifted to the bitch reporter that lied about him and his friends just to try and sell papers and her books. Always looking for gossip and not the truth, it is time for her to truly learn the errors of her ways.

Just as Harry is about to cum down his fucktoy's throat he hears noise from down the hall. Harry pushes the pictures towards the other side of the desk away from the chair.

Harry and Narcissa freeze as Draco and Pansy walk past the den chatting low. "Where is mother? She normally tells me when she leaves." Draco said, while moving down the hallway.

Draco stops and looks inside the den and slowly moves towards the desk trying to see what is on the desk. He's eyes go wide and he curses under his breath as he snatches the pictures and attempts to hide them from Pansy.

"What was that Draco? " Pansy called from the doorway.

"Nothing, Pansy just something to discuss with mother when I find her." Draco fidgets.

"Are you sure it's nothing you know you can tell me anything.... Sweety " Pansy says but Harry can hear how **** the last word was. She moves closer trying to see what Darco is hiding from her.

As Harry watches the scene unfold in front of him he feels his slaves tongue swirl around the head of his cock trying to push him over the edge of his climax.