Harry
lifts his phone, framing the shot just right, before slowly hitting the record
button.
“Uh—uh—y-yes!...yes—!” Lily moans, her breathy cries
echoing off the high ceilings and crisp white walls of her large bedroom. She
is heavily panting and completely naked, bent cleanly over at the waist in
front of the tall, stand-up mirror in the corner of the bedroom. Her hands are
magically bound with gleaming ties to either side of the mirror’s elaborate
frame, and in the gleaming reflection, Harry watches as her lithe, sexy body jerks
and shakes with the furious force of Sirius’s thrusting hips pounding against
her plush arse from behind. With each brutal fuck thrust, the mirror rattles, but
somehow remains in place.
Harry
angles the camera lower, so the video can catch peeks of Sirius’s veiny, hard
cock as it pumps in and out of Lily’s sopping cunt.
“That’s
it, pet,” Sirius laughs, teeth glinting as he fucks her harder. One tight fist
takes a sudden grip on Lily’s hair, yanking back until Harry’s mother is
staring straight at her reflection. “Tell me. What do you see?”
“Oo-hhhh—” Lily can’t stop keening fast
enough to reply, and a resounding clap
sounds in the room as Sirius lays a punishing slap against her bum, then jerks
her back by the hair again. Harry watches in the mirror as his mum’s mouth
opens in a wanton mewl, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, big tits swinging and
begging to be mauled, her fingers gripping the sides of the mirror with
white-knuckled pressure. Harry reckons she’s probably wishing they were free,
so she could reach down and frig her swollen clit.
“What”—Sirius
viciously slowed his dick—“do you see?”
“A SLUT!” Lily cries, body desperately moving to get herself more cock. When Sirius slams into her again, she nearly sobs like a happy whore. “Such a slut—more—more—yeah—oooh—!”
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