Harry was in Petunia's bathroom, kneeling on the floor before her. His hands were soft and gentle and his tongue ready. He began to lick Petunia's anus, slowly and carefully exploring its every crevice. With every dip of his tongue, he felt Petunia relax and let go, sinking into pleasure.

He began to trace circles around her opening, gradually increasing the pressure as he teased her. His tongue was strong but tender and as he worked his way in deeper, he felt Petunia's body quiver beneath him.

Harry's hands began to wander, caressing her curves and exploring her body as he teased her with his tongue. His fingers moved around her waist, dipping into her warm cleft as he continued suckling on her.

Petunia cried out in pleasure and threw her head back, her breathing coming in ragged gasps. She grabbed his hair and tightened her grip, urging him onward as he licked and sucked her. Her orgasm came crashing over her and she shuddered beneath the overwhelming sensations.

As she slowly returned to normal, Harry rose up and looked into her eyes. Petunia smiled back, her cheeks flushed and her body now filled with pleasure. Harry smiled and leaned in for a kiss, letting their lips meet and linger.

As he slowly pulled away, he gave her one last wink and a knowing smile, his punishment for her finally complete.