Dudley...
Fight over his urges to make out with Harry
Every word that spews from Harry's mouth is what he wanted to hear. Dudley loving how much submissiveness is now inside of his old rebellious, back-talking, and brave cousin, presently subsidized into the reserved voluntary people pleaser. He prevents himself from grabbing Harry's slender cute face and kissing her until morning.
"Mmm please fuck me daddy Dudley," Harry said looking into Dudley's eyes gasping for air.
Dudley removes his hand from her ass cheeks. His hand shot up to his mouth. He used a little spit to lube up his fingers. His fingers went back to his cock. He kneaded his cockhead. His cockhead became wetter as he chokes Harry. He heard a few harsh breaths from her as he press his tip into Harry's tight tiny pucker asshole.
"You ready for your asshole to be smashed for the rest of the weekend my little sweet bitch." Dudley said resting his cock at Harry's back entrance. His cock running against Harry cheeks and straight narrow smooth back.
"Fuck yeah Big D. Hehe hehe. I was born ready." Harry said.
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