Deep throat Lord Voldemort cock

The former Harry Potter lost track of how many times her neck hitched, struggling and gagging, when his cock slid down her windpipe and slapped across her mouth. Even at half way, it seems to go down forever. As soon as she wrapped her mouth tightly around his rod, a new drop of fluid was released. Her stomach tingled and grew warm by the time the constant trickle of pre-cum stopped flowing into her.

Voldemorts moan like animals. He suddenly realized he wanted to ruin this face of hers. To mark Harry Potter as a slut. As nothing more than a hole-and-sex pet. A little pet the dark Lord could play with whenever he pleases. A mere sex object to bare his children, he was a valuable tool of propagation for the rise of the **** Eaters. A pleasure hound is only useful at the foot of his throne.

She could hear the satisfying, slippery sounds that her mouth makes every time her lips pull away from his slick rod. She used her tongue to roll the tip of his prick between her warm tongue. It sent his mind rolling in intense waves of ecstasy.

"Here you go, slut." He pants his words. "What an obedient and pretty little whore you are." He held the raven-haired beauty's head. Moving her up and down his prick rapidly. Rose swirled her tongue like an ice cream cone as her hot drools fell in ropes, running down the thick, pulsating base, flowing over her balls, and down her neck.

His hard, wet, and thick rod slides through her swollen, reddish lips. Rose maintains eye contact, suckling at his tip. His cock pulled off.

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