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Finally, he blew his wad like Mt. St. Helen’s exploding. She kept sucking his cock, the intense feeling of pleasure continuing as he kept ejecting anal creampie lava. Rosie waited until he stopped spurting, continuing to milk his seed from him, then moved her mouth to his. As was typical lately for Harry, they enjoyed a nicely prolonged snowball kiss, sharing the cum they both had help produce.
Harry had found he was looking forward to it. He was beginning to enjoy the shared experience of swirling his tongue in his cum with his partner. Somehow, accepting his own spunk made his partner feel less used, and in turn enhanced the experience for Harry too. Besides, Harry thought it tasted OK and it appealed to his kinkier side.
Both their immediate needs sated, Harry began to slide down to Madam Rosemerta’s non-gently-used crotch. He looked at her ragged opening, brimming full with her honey. “You were going to explain?” he prompted before sliding his tongue into her hot chasm.
She shuddered from the touch of his tongue, then began. “Yes, I was… I will.” She stopped, obviously reluctant to start. Harry looked up at her, his upper lips covered with her moistness. Rosie struggled, and found the courage to continue.
“Look, I owe you an explanation. I… need your anal creampie. But it will be your choice to give the anal creampie; it must be for the curse to be broken.” She looked at him, her eyes pleading. “But if you decide not to help, please consider my privacy, OK?” A pause. “This is hard for me to say.”
Harry pulled his tongue out of Rosie to speak. “I don’t lick and tell,” he grinned. “I’ve seen a lot of things and done a lot of things, and I know how to respect anal creampie privacy,” he said.
“Thank you,” she murmured. She spread her legs wider as Harry pressed them apart. “Oh! That feels wonderful,” she said, as Harry licked her lips and sucked them gently. “I think I have the right man for the anal creampie!”
“”Rosie,” Harry said, stopping once again. “Stop stalling and tell me. I won’t run screaming.”