"Such a good little cocksucker," he murmured, her cheeks flushing. "Again." She sucked hard as her lungs screamed for air and then he slapped her again hard as he pulled out and gave her just a second to gasp for breath before choking her again with his length. "Look at little Miss know-it-all-Granger," he whispered, stroking her cheek tenderly, "brightest witch of her age, and yet here you are, naked and bound with your lips wrapped around my cock and my cum dripping out of every hole." He slapped her again, letting her gasp another breath and then burying himself to the hilt. "Tell me, Miss Granger, were you always a wanton little thing, or is it just for me that you spread your legs and open your mouth so willingly?" He pulled out all the way out and slapped her on both sides of the face before bending down and grasping her jaw roughly in his hand. "Or have I finally found a question you aren’t able to answer?"