"Good boy," Hermione hummed as she stroked her cunt against his face, sneaking her cum over his lips and chin. "Take you mistress’s cum."  She watched through heavily lidded eyes as he pet watched her cunt like a hawk, his eyes never leaving he for a moment. It made her hot and tingly all over again. His eyes were full of lust for what he couldn’t have, but she watched him as his sneaky tongue cast out like a snake’s, tasting his mistress along his lips. His eyes fluttered shut for a moment and she watched him savor her cum, feeling the hotness form another tight ball of need between her legs. It was true that she could never get enough of him, her ferret, her special boy. He was all she ever needed and wanted to come home to.