4 On The Other Side
After a long day at the Wizengamot Harry didn’t bother Walburga and went straight to bed and woke up a few seconds later like he had slept for an entire week open, but then Harry saw a naked woman sitting in front of a desk and a portrait of this room and a person sleeping in the bed. She was slowly masturbating herself, she looked hot, his cock was erect and so he slipped out of his pants and shirt and snuck closer.
Harry stood before her and just watched for a minute taking in the form of the naked Walburga, "Walburga your Lord,” she jumped but Harry grabbed her hands and said, "Now bitch open that mouth up and get ready to suck your Lord’s cock." He commanded as he grabbed two fistfuls of her black hair and shoved his cock into her open mouth, ‘Fuck her mouth is so hot,’ Harry thought as he pumped and she sucked, jamming it deep to the back of her mouth until he slipped into her throat and she gagged. Harry just kept fucking her throat, the wet sloshing sounds as his cock drove deep inside her throat, Walburga muffled gagging grunt just intensified his fucking action. The saliva dripping from her full mouth, her cheeks hollowing as his cock rocketed over her tongue and deep in her throat, the ecstasy and the total control of humiliating this bitch in-person, he loves it.
Walburga was slobbering and gagging on her own Lord’s cock. Harry kept fucking her mouth with his cock and it was growing, getting harder, his balls were getting tighter and ready to explode, "Ohhhhhhh," He was loosing control, burying his fingers tightly in her hair, slamming her face into his groin, Harry just shot thick jets of cum deep into her throat, choking her with his fat cock, she struggled to breathe as he unleashed a eruption, slime coming from her nostrils as she gasped for air. Harry torrent finally stopped and he withdrew his now deflating cock from her mouth as she sucked deeply for the breath she so badly needed, Harry held her hair with his left hand and dragged his cum and saliva coated cock down her face, down her nose and then traced it over her swollen lips.
She looked up at me, with the sexiest smile on her face, but Harry looked at her she looked humiliated, degraded as she knelt before him, her hair dishevelled, her lovely old face smeared in his cum, "Kiss my cock slut," Harry commanded, she kissed the tip, "Good slut," He said before laying in bed with his cock going to enter her pussy but then he wakes up in his bed and yells, “FUCK!” He then looks over at the portrait Walburga should be in and sees her with his cum covering her face, which is when he found out that he had somehow entered the portrait while he slept, and he couldn’t wait until tonight.
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Later that night Harry put a clock on the wall across where someone inside the portrait could see it and went to sleep, not wasting time Harry went straight to work with Walburga as she took Harry’s flaccid cock into her hand and then heaven opened and let him back into her mouth. She licked and cleaned every inch of it from the head all the way down to his balls and back and by the time she had finished she was breathing rapidly. "Good." Harry said, "Now get on the bed and spread your legs."
“Yes my Lord.” She moaned as she lay on the bed and spread them but closed her eyes.
Harry didn’t know what she was expecting but it certainly wasn't her Lord burying his face in her cunt. Harry ate that cunt like a ravenous dog. She had at least three orgasms and by the time he was ready to mount her she was completely exhausted. "Now Walburga why don't you beg your Lord to fuck you."
She gained a sexy smile, “My Lord fuck your sexy needy slut, fuck her hard." With that she reached down and took Harry’s cock placed at the entrance to her hole. As he rammed into her she lifted her legs and threw her arms around his neck. "Fuck me my Lord. Make me yours. Fill me up with your cock and never stop."
They went at it like savage dogs. Both thrusting hard at each other. Walburga came twice more and as her second one subsided Harry filled her with his seed. Finally completely exhausted, he lay on top of Walburga, held in her arms till his cock slipped from her well used cunt. Then he climbed off her and lay on the bed next to her while spooning her. They lay in silence as Harry thinks, ‘Life is bliss.’
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When Harry woke up he looked at Walburga’s portrait and saw her licking the cum off her body while rubbing her chest, ‘A portrait can get pregnant right… Right?’ Harry thought not knowing what to happen if he had a portrait child.