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She let out a long, slow groan as Ron aligned up his cock to her pussy and carefully pushed it in. He fucked her and Hermione gave him a long kiss, then he moved over and forced her to lie on top of him.
She must have cum a dozen times by now as he thrust up firmly and she bounced wildly off him. He moved again and then plowed her from behind.
Hermione groaned and begged Ron to fuck her more deeply with his large cock. Ron pounded her so hard that Hermione felt the bed would collapse. He thrust hard and exclaimed, "I am going to cum!" His condom appeared so full that it almost split. After peeling it off of him, Hermione dropped it into the trash bin by the bed.
Ron caressed her ass with his hand inserted between her legs. Still soaked in his sperm, she took his cock, put it in her mouth, and began to sucking it hard once more.
Hermione moaned a few minutes later as they laid back and unwinding, her fingers making invisible patterns on the tattered queen-size bed's covers at one of the old hogsmeade whore hotels. "This needs to end, Ron. It's the last time."
"Why?" Ron's voice was laced with confusion as he propped himself up on his elbow.
"Because I'm getting married to Draco," Hermione whispered.
Ron's voice laced with venom. "Really? You have to bring that on now?"
"Because I'm a Catholic girl, Ron. I believe in morals," Hermione explained softly. "I can't cheat on my husband."
Ron scoffed. "Oh, suddenly you're a good little Christian girl? You had no problem fucking me behind his back for two years."
"It's different now," Hermione insisted.
Ron smirked. "Maybe we should keep doing it behind Malfoy's back. Maybe Draco will like it, watching and cheering you on."
Hermione laughed so hard at that "Ron, that's not funny."
"Who said I was joking?" Ron asked seriously.
Hermione stopped laughing "Ron, that's not fair to Draco or me. We have to stop."
Ron grumbled "Fine. But don't expect me to cheer you on at the wedding. Perhaps you could inform him about us and watch what follows."
"I don't believe it's likely."
"So this is just a once-only thing right?"
"Yeah, right," she murmured, hating her words.
"So you won't be bothered one last time". He moved in to give her a passionate kiss while running his hands over her body. "One for everyone and everyone involved," he remarked. He lets his cock hang for a moment before catching her eye, and then he used soft pressure upon her shoulders causing her go lower onto her knees.
He slid his fingers into her hair and she kissed his enormous cock head before putting it in her mouth. She jerked his shaft off and her engagement ring sparkled in the room light. The top of his rod loomed over the crown of Hermione's head as she raised it to kiss his balls. Her pink tongue trailed almost all the way to the top.
In just a few minutes, he had her bent over the table while he gave her a slow, deep sex with his cock covered in a tight, new condom. She sobbed, unable to part with it. She apologized for loving her fiance, but she was unable to let go of it. Upon his climax, he tore off his condom and fired a load that struck her shoulder blade and escaped through her lower back. She turned quickly and licked every last bit of the seed from his cock.
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Ron stood at the bar, swirling his glass of whiskey as he watched Draco and Hermione Malfoy dance in the center of the room. He couldn't shake the anger that brewed inside him as he saw Hermione's smile directed at Draco. He took a sip of his drink, trying to drown out the bitterness.
Then, his gaze shifted to a figure approaching the bar—Narcissa Malfoy, the widower, a MILF. She moved with grace, her elegance captivating. Ron couldn't help but offer her a lopsided smile as she joined him.
"Hello there, Mrs. Malfoy" Ron greeted, trying to sound casual. "You look so beautiful tonight"
Narcissa rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, spare me the flattery, Weasley."
"It's not flattery if it's true," Ron insisted. "I actually mistook you for the bride when you walked in."
Narcissa let out a genuine laugh at that, her eyes sparkling. "Well, I suppose I should take that as a compliment."
Ron seized the opportunity. "Say, would you be free for dinner tonight? There's a new restaurant nearby I've been wanting to try."
Narcissa's expression shifted, a hint of reluctance crossing her features. "My son wouldn't approve," she said, nodding towards Draco.
Ron scoffed. "Draco's not your keeper, Narcissa. You're a beautiful woman, you should be able to date whoever you want."
Narcissa smirked. "Fine," she said, seemingly amused by Ron's boldness.
Ron extended his hand. "Care for a dance?"
Narcissa hesitated for a moment before placing her hand in his. Together, they made their way to the dance floor, drawing surprised looks from the other guests.
As they danced, Ron could feel Draco's glare burning into them. Hermione's jealousy was evident as she watched her mother-in-law and Ron dance together. But Ron didn't care. For once, he felt alive, dancing with the most beautiful woman in the room. Draco attempts to make love with Hermione in their first night together that evening in bed. She feels bad about cheating even if she doesn't want to. She cannot help but feeling empty as Draco enters her missionary while wearing his erection in a condom.
Believing himself to be a stud, Draco starts having sex with her. Hermione acts like she's having fun. Some part of her wishes to, deep down. It's her husband. She adores him still. In an attempt to entice him closer, she encircles him with her legs. However, that only causes Draco to cum sooner.
Hermione cuddles close to Draco that evening, but her feelings and thoughts are so contradicted. She is loved by Draco. Thus, how was she able to cheat? She worries when Draco lays next to her, not just once but she cheated with Ron so many times in her two-year relationship to Draco.
Still, she can't get Ron out of her head—how the way he made her experience how often and intensely he gave her an orgasm. She keeps thinking about his all-brave aura.
Narcissa, her overnight guest, followed her to her bedroom on the opposite side of the manor. Ron shoves her back into the door as soon as it shuts. firmly. He says, "I had to have you," and he plants a kiss on her.
His tongue slides into her mouth as he gives her a passionate kiss. His hands move all over her body. He gives her neck a kiss. He goes to cup and rub both of her breasts throughout her top. Narcissa groans, "Oh mmm," when Ron plays with her.
The kiss is suddenly broken by Ron, who starts to press on her shoulders. She is pushed to her knees by him. He takes off his jeans and undoes them. His massive cock erupts. It's right in front of her. "I need to see how well you suck me," he replies firmly.
When Narcissa sees his enormous cock, it's not quite hard. She doesn't frequently give blowjobs to her deceased husband, Lucius. However, she is now bowing down to Ronald Weasley. Taking his cock into both hands, she does so. She leans down and kisses the head, stroking it. After licking it, she goes down and up the shaft.
She touches it, feels it swell, and then twists her tongue over the large head. He is sucked into her mouth by her. Ron takes deeper breathes. He puts his hands on the door, looks down, and is infatuated with what he sees and feels—his massive, developing cock inside her mouth. "Yes, sweetie, that's fantastic. More. go on," he says. "Mmm yeah!"
Here she is in her own home, on her knees, giving this huge young redhead Weasley guy a blowjob, right between Ron and the bedroom door. She touches him and keeps sucking him in and out. He's enormous and solid now and that she keeps swaying her head upon his cock
She groans all around it. She removes him from her lips at one point and licks and kisses her way along the shaft towards his balls. She gives each a kiss, giving a gentle mouth pull on them. He lets out a moan.
As Narcissa hears Ron breathing more forcefully and groaning with pleasure, she feels pleased of herself. She lowers on her knees, sliding her tongue over his shaft as she stares up into his eyes. She starts sucking once more. She switches up the depth and tempo. Occasionally with her hands. At other moments, she sucks and reaches around to grip his ass. At other occasions, she sucks him while holding his large, hairy balls.
She seems to be a born cocksucker. After ten minutes of this severe blowout, she reaches down and puts his hands through her hair. Her head is pushed toward the door as he digs his cock farther into her mouth.
Among him and the door, she is stuck. He shoves his mouth into hers. He holds her head and her hair. She can't help but cling to his legs for balance.
She's shocked that a man would fuck a woman's face in that way. Why, though, would she feel it so attractive? As she hears Ron groaning and almost cumming, she found it more sensual.
She had never before swallowed Lucius's seed. "Oh, yes, Cissa Take It!" As he starts to shoot down her throat and into her mouth, Ron groans. She's gripping his cock tightly. He's cumming like crazy. Her only option is to swallow. She finds it difficult to keep up. Rather than considering it repulsive, she adores his flavor.
When Ron does, he stays in her throat for a brief while after finishing. He finally gives up, forcing her to lick him all over. He stows his cock and assists her in standing up. He says, "You're amazing," which causes her to blush. "I'll be doing that again!" He bends down and gives her a forehead kiss, "I've have a free day tomorrow, we'll have lunch. I'll come get you at lunchtime". That's how Ron and Narcissa were always discovered by Draco and Hermione at the manor, occasionally camped out in Narcissa's bedroom with the door either closed or open. At other times, fucking each other's brains out in the shared restroom.
Though Hermione never admits it to her husband, she enjoyed having Ron around the house nearly all the time—day and night—because she needed to see him frequently and their intimacy was well-developed. It's obvious to Narcissa that there's a tension between her lover and her daughter-in-law.
Hermione's expression makes it clear that the brunette wants to screw Ron. even if she is unaware of their previous adventures. However, Hermione detested the way she occasionally saw Ron dragging Draco's mother about, carrying her in an awkward manner as if she were a child, while she continued to twitch on his enormous cock. At other occasions, Narcissa was on the bed, nude, and bouncing on Ron's cock. Ron lifts her up onto his cock and assists her in lowering herself onto it. "Ride me!" Then he gives an order.
Narcissa gasps and groans as she drops onto Ron's massive cock. She whispers, "Oh so big," her palms touching on Ron's chest. "Oh my God. Oh my goodness!"
Ron grunts, "Oh yeah," reaching up to catch each of her breasts and rubbing them together. "What a tight ass Bitch". She starts working on Ron from top to bottom and back to front. He follows her with thrusts into her pussy, and she gasps.
As she rides, she waves her hair in different directions. She's breathing heavily. Sighing. The idea that the seat that was previously just meant for Hermione is now being taken by the more attractive older MILF makes Hermione envious.
As the days went by, Hermione's intense desire to have at least one fuck with Ron grew stronger. Draco eventually told her that he had to leave for three days, and Hermione eventually found herself sitting on the couch in her living room, Ron and Narcissa to her left, the redhead wizard seated among the two women. After some meaningless chat regarding Ron and Narcissa's casual dating, Narcissa placed her hand on Ron's pubic hair. She joked about the advantages of exercising and then, as she started to undo his belt, gave him a knowing smirk.
Hermione began to stand up, but her mother-in-law pushed her to return to her seat. She echoed his words, "Take it easy, I bet we're both here for the exact same thing," as she removed his underwear off his cock.
Ron seized Hermione hand by her wrist and placed it onto his cock while Hermione mumbled that she ought to actually go making him laugh. She turned to face Narcissa, who grinned back at her before they started wanking his cock in unspoken dialogue.
He got a feel and planted a kiss on each of them. Hermione initially appeared as though she intended to get up and leave the room, but as Ron grinned, she appeared to calm down a little.
Narcissa went closer to plant a kiss on Ron's enormous cockhead, then she waited for Hermione to follow suit. She leaned forward slowly, exposing her slutty side to her mother-in-law by yielding to his cock. They alternated between sucking and licking him.
Before long, it was gleaming from their mutual spitting and sparkled in the room's single lamplight. Ron was being sucked on by Draco's mother and wife, and as their mouths became closer, they shared a kiss that landed squarely on top of his cock. After pausing, Hermione gave Narcissa another kiss.
Pulling her tits outside her bra and pressing them on his lengthy shaft, Narcissa opened her blouse. Refusing to be ignored, Hermione removed her bra and pulled up her shirt. They kept sucking his cock with their tits brushed against one another until all four nipple was rock hard.
When Ron Weasley could take no more, he showered both witches with an explosion of cum that sprayed their faces, tits, and hands as they held up their boobs for their master. They continued until both witches were naked sucking his cock and pressing their tits on each other.
After a few minutes, Hermione was naked and sucking on her own nipples as Ron was pounding the living daylights out of Narcissa over the bed, and Narcissa was fingering her son's wife's cunt. With Hermione on her back, Ron withdrew from Narcissa and slipped his cock within her. Narcissa stayed over Hermione's face until to Ron's surprise Hermione brought her MIL down onto top of her face and began to lick her. After thirty more minutes of fucking, they ripped off his condom and stroked his come all over their willing tits while he sat on the bed.