1. A Big Happy Weasley Family Part 3


    Date: 10/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Fan fiction, Male Solo, Masturbation, Teen Male / Female, Voyeurism, Author: mahe729, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    or at least as wide apart as she could manage under the circumstances. Her legs were quivering with pleasure and she knew she was approaching a massive orgasm. And I didn’t even know she could have orgasms like this till last night, she thought. A glob of juice dripped down her pussy and plopped upon the ground. Arthur never managed to make me this wet, Molly thought, Oh, boy, is he going to love it when I tell him about how Harry pleasured me in my own kitchen tonight. Harry grabbed a hold of his shaft and smacked it against Molly’s dribbling vagina. She squealed in surprise. The brute, she thought, for she could barely speak, he’s going to ruin me. Harry merely laughed and continued to lay hard smacks right against her vagina with his shaft, and each one felt more amazing than the last as it slammed right onto her over-sensitive clit, over and over again. At around the tenth smack, she could barely take it and came, violently. Her pussy quivered and fluttered and squirted, for the fourth time in her entire life. Jets of cum squirted right out of her vagina, littering the kitchen floor she worked so hard to keep clean. And the brute behind her was just standing there and laughing. And even as she was squirting, she felt a massive dome part her folds once more. “NO!” she screamed as she thought, I’m not ready! No! She slammed a fist against the counter and gritted her teeth as she let out a muffled scream. She did not know it was possible to feel even more pleasure at this ...
    moment, but apparently, she could. Because Harry sheathed himself inside her in one bestial thrust and she ascended to another high, even as she rode out her orgasm. Flashes of color appeared at the edge of her vision and she dimly remembered that she was standing right in the kitchen where everyone could see her being fucked like a whore. But she no longer cared – she was floating, dreaming, even as a massive cock speared in and out of her tight orifice, hitting places she did not even know existed. “Hnnnnnnnnnnngh!” Molly continued to scream through her gritted teeth as she kept squirting and quivering and massaging Harry’s shaft, which had begun to pound her mercilessly into the counter. And that was when Ginny entered the room with Harry’s Nimbus clutched in her hand. *** Ron was still moving in a daze, circling the Burrow, trying to sort out his confusing feelings about Harry and his mother and his own insecurities about it all. And so, he neared the window that looked into the kitchen of the Burrow. And his flow of confused, flurried thoughts stopped abruptly when he noticed his mother’s voice float out through the window. “Harry,” his mom was moaning, and his ears immediately perked up, his mind clouding up with foreboding, “Please…” He knew he should not peek. He knew he should not be witness to this. He knew he should not have wanted to witness this. But as if puppeteered by invisible strings, he walked briskly over to the window, and peeked around the edge of the ...
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