So I was just…”
Ollivander interrupted him, “Mr Potter, I never said a wand has memories. XXNX “I hope you’re doing well, sir,” Harry said. And when three quarters of his cock was buried in her wet orifice, Harry slammed in with all his strength, spearing the last quarter in and bashing right into her cervix. So incredibly handsome, she thought. “Harry,” Angelina pleaded. She just knew she had been utterly ruined – poor George wouldn’t even be able to feel her inner walls at this rate with his tiny pecker. ***
Harry moaned and pulled Angelina closer, even as he moved the orb down so that it was filming them from the side at his waist level. Her pussy walls were gripping and contracting right around his penis as he slammed in and out – she seemed to be having a never-ending series of orgasms.
