‘Unfortunately Ms. ‘God I need some cock!’ groaned Hermione, turning around to get a nice look at Dumbledore’s crotch, which to her disappointment, was still soft. ‘Well… Leave her with me and everything will be worked out… Thank you Poppy!’ Dumbledore said politely. Hermione reacted again, enjoying the sensation of Dumbledore playing with her small sensitive nipples. ‘Come on Professor… I know you want to!’ moaned Hermione in her sweet innocent voice. ‘I think you killed him young Miss’ said a mysterious voice from the wall of portraits. He was nearly out of breath as he continued to fuck her, but he knew he had to hold on until both he and Hermione were completely satisfied. Hermione’s actions were completely controlled by the power of the spell linked to her. Hermione looked down in embarrassment, just as Dumbledore took a quick look at how short her skirt was.
