Both fuck Penelope holes

The ravenclaw student gasps and shudders as a second cock presses into her, stretching her ass. She cries out in ecstasy as they both slide home, filling her completely. The dual penetration is overwhelming. Penelope had never felt so full, so utterly possessed.

They find a rough, disjointed rhythm. Corban is thrusting into her cunt, while Amycus works her ass. Each thrust drives her against the other man, a relentless pincer movement of flesh and lust. The magical ropes binding her tighten with every movement, a constant reminder of her helplessness.

Her pleasurable cries are no longer coherent words, but a series of choked sobs and gasps. The room is filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies meeting, punctuated by the men's grunts and Penelope's ragged breaths.

Rose moves closer, her own body responding to the raw sexual energy filling the room. She runs a hand over Penelope's sweat-slicked back, feeling the muscles tense and spasm under her touch. "You see?" she whispers into Penelope's ear, her voice a low, melodic poison. "This is what you were made for. To be used. To be a vessel for our pleasure."

Rose rub herself as Corban and Amycus are fucking Penelope. Her fingers trace the seam of her own robes, seeking the heat beneath. The power in the room is a palpable thing, and she is drunk on it. She is the conductor of this symphony of degradation, and every note is perfect.

Yaxley watches her, his own desire stirred not just by the spectacle, but by Rose's mastery of it. "You have a gift, girl," he says, his voice thick with lust. "A true talent for this."

Yaxley and Amycus are nearing their peak. Their thrusts become more erratic, more violent. Penelope is limp between them, a ragdoll for their pleasure, her body bruised and used.

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