Hermione lowered her ass before his could ooze out. Her ass enveloped his mouth, and Harry tasted the slime on his extended tongue. He had experienced facesitting before, and loved it. But never had the ass been filled to the brim with anal creampie.
Biting the bullet, Harry swirled his tongue into her, his tastebuds bathed in anal creampie. It wasn’t so bad, tasting like thick pussy juice. It was exceedingly pungent, like distilled femininity, which Harry found exciting. Hermione was also making a nice seal around his mouth, forcing him to gasp for breath. Every gasp made a sucking movement, which caused her to squirt in excitement. In three minutes, Hermione came. As she did, a thick gooey mouthful of creampie was ejected into Harry’s mouth. Harry could have had a hard time, but Hermione rocked forward as she came, letting him breathe. He swallowed his mouthful of cum pudding, and found himself loving it.
Harry could now also see it dripping out of her pussy, a stringy white cream. Harry felt drawn to bring his tongue in and scoop it out. He loved the anal creampie! He lapped eagerly at her, wanting to extract every drop from her. Hermione was still shaking as Harry repeatedly buried his tongue deep between the folds of her pussy. He kept exploring for more until her juice was pure, and no longer a mixture of his ejaculation. In the process, she came another time.
Both were weary, so Harry suggested they go to bed. As they laid side by side, Hermione licked his face clean of the juices that had drained from her. “Like my anal creampie?” she asked him.
“Well, it wasn’t what I expected,” he said. “But I did enjoy the anal creampie a lot!”
“MMMmmmm,” she purred, putting her head on his chest. Harry put his arm around her, urging her closer. “Then, we’ll have to do it again.”
“Definitely,” Harry said, as he and Hermione dropped into very pleasant dreams.