Dudley said...
"Sorry, my boys. But I got a few holes to stuff. Good night."
Dudley steers Harry away. His hand encircled her little wrist like fancy red and green wrapping paper. The men groans as they knew they weren't get to fuck some slave girls pussy. Dudley left his friends to their means. Harry wonders if the Dursley's house would be in ruins when they awaken tomorrow.
They went into Dudley's room. Dudley went in first followed closely behind by Harry who shut the door. Harry immediately gets attacked by Dudley. His hands instantly in rapid succession rip Harry's maid outfit from her body. His hand touched his property. His magical domain. Dudley's hand cups on either side of Harry's cheeks. Pulling her into a big kiss. They snog for tireless minutes. Both parties spit being traded back and forth like football teams with their players.
Dudley's hand gripping Harry's bosom as he pulls himself from the long kiss. "Mmm, I couldn't wait to get my hands back onto you. You're my favorite asset. Those men downstairs all wanted you and Ginny cunts. Mmm, I could profit off of them. Let Malcolm spend his money for date night with you. Or let Gordon show you around all of the best glory holes in town." He throws a wink at Harry. "You're doing such an awesome job, my sweet little cousin."
Harry enjoyed Dudley pawing at her chest. "Mmm don't you think the guys will hate you for stealing me from the night festivities."
Dudley shook his head. "They'll get over it. Now since we are finally together. What do you want to do, my bitch?"
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