Ron cums instantly

Fleur’s pussy reflexively clamps down on Ron’s penis in response to him entering her. It contracts like a python swallowing a mouse, as though she is instinctively milking him of his seed. Ron flexes his cock inside her snatch in a last ditch effort to keep his jizz in his balls, but that makes Fleur gasp breathily again, her eyes rolling up in her head at the stimulation.

Seeing Fleur’s reaction to being skewered is the last straw. Ron let’s out a squeak of a moan and his cum creeps up his shaft. The two of then climax in and around each-other, his sperm spurts into her womb and she drenches his dick in return. They both vocalize their unintended pleasure, her eerie wails backed by Ron’s low groan. They shudder together on the toilet, intertwined in each-other’s loins.

Fleur’s silver hair floats in a nonexistent breeze while she cums onto Ron’s rod, but when she relaxes again it settles into a wispy mess around her panting face, “Ronald, tu m'as imprégné putain, pourquoi ne m'as-tu pas prévenu?!”

Her distress is met only with a blissfully exhausted expression on Ron’s face. His satisfied smile is complemented by his tired eyes and sweaty cheeks, making him look like he’s just smoked a shit ton of weed.