Let Her Figure It Out

"It's just in you, Hermione, just push it out!"

The girl in question whimpered pitifully. "I can't, I don't... I don't crap anymore!"

Harry stared at her incredulously. "What in the hell do you mean? Don't give me some nonsense about girls not needing to-"

"No! I mean... I use the cleaning spell. It feels a lot cleaner and there isn't any mess, and it isn't enough magic to get me caught doing it at home!" Hermione interrupted, her face a deep crimson.

Harry paused. 'You know what? That actually makes a lot of sense.'

"Well Hermione, you still need to push... Here, I'll help..." Harry said quietly, reaching down to run his fingers along her slit.

She gasped as he ran his finger around her sensitive clit and pussy, teasing her and then running his soaked fingers around her asshole. With small gasps and moans she worked the wand out of herself, until Harry was able to grab the tip of it and slide it out of her body. As he pulled the last of it out, she went rigid before collapsing, clearly having a monstrous orgasm.

"Well here you go Hermione... And since I helped you, how about my 'anything'?" Harry smiled, his massive erection still jutting up towards her face as it throbbed, **** to slide into that warm, moist hole.