The gentle cry had just sounded when Harry, who was currently performing oral sex between Wanda's thighs, felt with horror how Wanda's vagina violently clenched and sucked. His sensitive tongue distinctly sensed being sucked inward toward the depths of her vagina, and then, a warm gush suddenly erupted forcefully from deep within!
By the time Harry retracted his tongue, it was already too late to dodge. Wanda's glistening, sweet, and lewd squirting love juices shot straight onto Harry's face in a powerful spray.
Harry only felt a warmth on his cheek before being splattered with Wanda's ejaculated fluids. Whether it was due to Wanda's pregnancy or simply how she naturally was, those shimmering, warm juices carried not even the slightest hint of a foul or fishy odor. Instead, they had a faint sweetness and the delicate, distinctive scent of Wanda's natural body fragrance.
Harry lightly sniffed and found himself not the least bit repulsed.
