That this was her teacher and that he was taking advantage of whatever this plant had done to her. Aunty sex His hips moved as he began to fuck her face. “So, Miss Granger,” the old potion master said, clearing his throat. When Hermione pulled her cloak tighter around herself, he chuckled. “Professor,” Hermione said, her cheeks burning as she clutched the piece of parchment she’d sketched the flower on. Just like that, Hermione went from having everything getting set to rights to being completely on her own again. His fat fingers brushed over her rounded ass, his fingertips skimming the bottom of her cheeks which barely peeked out before running up her stomach to brush along her breasts. “And look forward to when I take that sweet cunt again.”
Shame filled her as Hermione grabbed her cloak and ran from the room. So many times he’d dreamed of fucking these spoiled brats but had refrained for fear of
