Chapter 40

Before Harry could say anything to Thea, the brunette threw her arms around Harry and smashed her lips against his, with a very intense kiss. A loud pop echoed, from Thea's warm mouth pressing up against Harry's.

Before Harry could activate the elevator to head to another floor, Thea pressed her hands all over his body. Several loud kisses echoed throughout the elevator. Thea pressed her lips down onto him and pulled away, nibbling on his lips. Thea just broke out into a soft smile before pulling away from Harry.

"You don't know how long I wanted this," Thea said. "You're mine now."

Thea stroked Harry's abs, lightly unbuttoning his shirt. However, she had something else in mind for this fun and games with Harry. Thea stroked Harry through his pants. The brunette archer decided she wanted so much more, and Thea Queen always took what she wanted, as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

Wasting no time, Thea tore off Harry's pants in the elevator. The bulge through Harry's underwear caused Thea to drool. She put a hand on the underwear and wiggled it down, until Harry slipped completely out.

Twelve inches of delicious penis stuck into full prominence for Thea to enjoy. Thea dropped down to her knees to get a better look. And then a better lick, for Thea's warm tongue just caressed Harry's manhood from the tip to the base, and all over the shaft. Thea smiled and looked Harry in the eyes. The lovely lady's intentions could not be more apparent, if she drew a nice diagram for Harry.

The nice and hard member slipped between Thea's lips when she vigorously sucked Harry off. Oh, and she was beyond hungry with her actions. The power of those lips pressed down onto Harry, with Thea skillfully moving up and down, taking Harry's entire manhood into her tight throat in no time.

Thea could deepthroat someone and Harry held onto the back of the dark-haired minx's head. The hungry sounds just made Harry ache, and want to blast his load down her throat before ripping off Thea's clothes and stuffing her completely full.

The passion and intensity of this woman caused a flare to spread through Harry's body. Harry pounded Thea's mouth for a few long, vigorous minutes, pumping into it. Thea's eyes locked onto him, teasing Harry, while cupping onto his balls and releasing them, with a soft, hungry smile just spreading over Thea's face.

The woman pulled away and Harry groaned. Just because Thea pulled away from the aggressive, deep-throating, did not mean she did not have other plans, other hot, sticky plans, for Harry. Thea pressed her fingers against him, tugging on Harry's aching manhood to the point where his thick rod stretched in Thea's hands.

"I need this," Thea told him.

Thea teased Harry's swollen head with alternating licks and strokes. A full taste test of every single inch of Harry's beautiful cock was in order. She needed it, in the worst way possible. Thea covered the sorcerer's fleshy staff in salvia.

Oh, the taste made Thea want more. She cupped Harry's genitals and stared him dead on in the eye. Thea kissed Harry's legs, and rose up, stroking him harder still. Thea undid the rest of the buttons on Harry's dress shirt, causing it to hang loosely off of his shoulders as she kised im.

Getting hot, Thea lost a few layers of clothing, most of them on the bottom. Her wet, bare, pussy showed itself to Harry. Thea ground up and down on Harry's tool, taking the flesh rod between her swollen lips. Thea grabbed onto the back of Harry's head and kissed him all over his face.

Thea pushed her hands up Harry's back, legs draped over Harry's hips.

"I want you in me," Thea said. "I'm going to ride you."

"You are," Harry said. "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time."

"I know,' Thea said.

The two of them entered a heated embrace, with Thea pushing her warm lips down onto Harry's hard, throbbing manhood. A super snug fit, and Harry wondered if Thea had ever had anything inside of her, or was just naturally tight. The hot woman's warm pussy clamping down onto him, made Harry just wonder all about this. His fingers grabbed onto Thea's firm backside, when he rose up, stuffing her even more full of his cock.

Thea wrapped tighter around him, a hell of a ride. The wetness of those thighs just cracked up and down on Harry. Thea aggressively grabbed him along the back of the neck and kissed him, hard. One set of lips paid tribute to Harry's mouth and another, paid fine, scorching tribute to something a little bit lower, not that Thea, oh Thea did not mind at all.

The warmth of being inside of Thea, made Harry redouble his self control. Harry explored Thea's fit, athletic body, making her breath. She was scorching hot in pretty every single way.

Harry grabbed the back of Thea's legs, and pushed her down repeatedly onto him. Thea breathed into his ear, moaning without any restraint. Thea's nails dug deep into the side of Harry's neck, from the very vigorous and intense ride that followed.

"Oooh, yes!" Thea screamed aggressively in his ear.

"Almost there," Harry told her.

Not for Harry's sake, no no, he could feel Thea tightening on on his manhood, threatening to squeeze him to an early completion. Harry sped Thea up, rocking her, and sending her mind into overdrive.

The first orgasm almost rocked Thea's mind and caused the archer to fall down. It was only Harry's quick thinking that pulled here up.

Then the two spun around. Harry slid out of Thea, which caused her to groan. A long and intense grinding of Harry's length down onto her caused Thea to get more and more horny. Oh, she needed this badly, more than life itself, more than anything.

Harry pushed Thea against the elevator wall and pounded her pussy hard. The two of them entered a long and hard coupling.

"Pound me!" Thea howled in his ear

Harry intended to get Thea off one final time before they reached their mutual destination. A finger traced down Thea's back, and she moaned sexily into his ear. Her tightness clamped down, and Harry closed his eyes, settling into a very steady rhythm.

The minute the elevator finally reached their floor, Thea came. Harry pulled out of her.

"Elevators in this building don't really work right half of the time," Thea told him.

"Well, this is where we get off."

No use in telling Harry Thea already got off a couple of times tonight. Harry scooped Thea up into his arms. The powerful hero marched the sexy heiress into the bedroom he was staying for this evening, and one that Thea stayed in a few times in the past.

Like a child sneaking pre-dinner sweets, Thea could not help herself, peppering Harry with intense, delicious kisses when the two drifted closer to the bed.

The second they settled down in the bedroom, Harry put Thea down. Thea threw herself at Harry iike a missile or an arrow rather, and knocked him into his back. Harry and Thea aggressively made out on the bed, with Harry squeezing Thea's ass and playing with the back of her legs.

The minute the dust settled, Thea crawled back from Harry, mounting the top of him. The tip of his tool came close to sliding int between her wet lips.

Thea absolutely looked gorgeous when mounting him from this position. Harry got a full view of her perky breasts, tight stomach, shapely ass, and long legs. Then Thea pressed down onto Harry.

Thea mounted Harry on the bed, and prepared to rise him like a prized stallion. First, Thea teased herself and Harry by rocking up and down. The nymphomaniac woman slid completely down Harry's hardening tool until the point where she dropped down, taking Harry inside inch by inch, caressing Harry with her super snug tightness all the way down.

The wet tightness of Thea's pussy clamped down on Harry. Harry groaned and watched Thea bounce up and down, with so much energy. The woman bit her lip.

"You're so tight," Harry said. "Have you ever had a cock before?"

"Oh, no, well nothing like this," Thea said. "This is a ride! This is a fucking ride...worth of me...oooh you're stuffing me so fucking full! I LOVE IT!"

Oh, Thea's never had anyone like Harry buried inside of her. Every hot and pulsing inch whirled into Thea, making her completely full. She needed Harry badly and would take the man of her dreams, with each rise and each fall. Thea's thighs smacked down, oh she could not disagree how full she felt and how much she needed this.

Thea clamped down hard while biting down on her lip. She had been more vigorous than before while riding Harry, rising up and dropping down onto him. Her wet pussy burned, with pleasure, with Harry sliding all the way down into her.

The ride continued with Thea trying not to burn herself out. However, towards the last few rides, Thea may have done just that. Her fingernails pressed onto Harry's strong abs, and she slid up and dropped completely down. The collapsing of her walls around Harry made him throw up, his hips meeting hers in a long and potent series of strokes.

"Fuck yes!" Thea cried out.

Oh, she almost burned herself out, riding him so hard. It was just this big, hard throbbing cock was so good that Thea found herself addicted to it.

"Slow down."

Thea pulled away from Harry. For a few seconds, Thea took a breath. She looked at Harry who sat up, wrapped his arms around Thea, and kissed the daylights out of the kinky, aroused woman. Oh, damn, his mouth was so good.

"You're still wet, I can help you."

Harry played with Thea's body, rubbing her lips for a good long minute. Oh, Thea could just melt into those arms, all day long. Harry knew precisely how to press all of the right buttons to get Thea extremely aroused. And she was beyond hot.

Harry allowed Thea a break, and pushed her down at the end of the bed. Thea spread her thighs and looked up at Harry with sensual, imploring eyes, just begging to be fucked, just demanding to be fucked. Harry climbed between her legs, stroking them before taking the plunge.

"FUCK YES!" Thea screamed. "POUND MY PUSSY LIKE IT OWES YOU MONEY!"

The powerful pounding sent Thea's juices gushing. Thea tightened and released around Harry's massive tool, with the hunger in her eyes just getting more aggressive. Thea pressed up and Harry covered her body with his. Oh, Thea pressed her hands against Harry and groped him all over, wanting the love to never end.

Every single contour of Harry's muscles, Thea felt. He was perfect, wonderful, and pounding her so deliciously hard that Thea thought she just might explode all over him.

Harry pulled back and left Thea on the edge of cumming. She sighed aggressively. Yet, it was not to be expected.

A denied orgasm only made Thea want this even more. She begged him, with those burning eyes. Harry slammed into her, picking up where Harry left off. Even though the orgasm lost itself to the annals of time.

The ritual repeated two more times, and two more times, Thea had her orgasm ripped away. Oh, how she wanted to make him cum now, and Thea tightened up around him.

The contents of those swollen testicles deserved a home. They deserved to be spilled inside of Thea's womb.

"Oh, fucking nail my nasty cunt!" Thea screamed. "It deserves to be filled up, used up over and over again as your own personal cum dump! So do it...fuck me...fuck me hard! Oooh, baby, my pussy's yours...it belongs to you and only you baby….oooh...yes...harder...nail me harder!"

The dirty talk lit a fire underneath Harry and made him want to punish this kinky little slut a little bit more. Harry pounded her, the fire in Thea's eyes growing.

"You know you want to cum. You know you want to blast the insides of my body...so nice with that thick, juicy seed."

Oh, Harry did, and he groaned, grabbing onto Thea tightly. He allowed Thea's orgasm to finally go through and the shameless sounds, the screaming that followed served to entice Harry for some time ago.

Then, the end came, with Harry feeling his body crawling to the edge.

"Cum for me," Thea breathlessly moaned.

"Be careful what you ask for," Harry said. "Because, I'm going to use you until you can't take anymore."

The tightening followed, and Harry could not resist blowing inside of Thea for much longer. Harry held the edge for quite some time, staring Thea directly in the eye, taunting the woman to make him cum.

Confident that she could drain Harry made Thea work doubly hard. She cranked down onto Harry, squeezing him hard. Oh, she could feel it, the first small trickle oozed into her.

The first small trickle opened up the floodgates and Harry buried deep into her, with Thea clutching onto it.

Harry saw stars, filling Thea's tight little body up with his seed, spurting deep inside for several minutes. Thea clenched and released to milk Harry's orgasm. All while screaming and moaning in Harry's ear, with each tight pussy.

"YES!" Thea yelled. "IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"

The two finished with Harry burying quite a load deep inside of Thea. Those balls took a good long time, and two more nerve shattering orgasms on Thea's part before they emptied completely and utterly inside of her.

Thea collapsed down onto the bed and panted. Never, had Thea Queen been so satisfied, but yet, she was left with a big smile. And the desire to get fucked again, throughout the night, and over and over again. Oh, Thea could hardly stand it.

The minute Harry pulled Thea back up and rubbed his dribbling pole over her toned abs, Thea let out a cry. Thea kissed Harry aggressively and ended up at his ear, suckling on it.

"So, you want to fuck again?" Thea asked.

"Love to," Harry said.

"Go for it, Green-Eyes."

Thea dug her nails onto Harry's chest and encouraged stud to bury deep inside of her body. Which he did.

"I hope you can handle it," Harry said. "Or are you not League material...because they could handle my cock for hours on end."

Oh, that little comment would ensure Thea would leave him well drained tonight or collapse in exhaustion trying. The hot archer clamped down tight onto Harry, and pressed her loins against his, the flare only intensifying when dropping down onto him.

The brunette archer's descent into a crazed sex kitten lead to Harry fucking her from numerous positions, until Thea finally broke. And it was amazing to see just how much stamina Thea had, almost like she had been built to fuck and suck.

After Thea departed the room after their vigorous session, Harry found himself with time to go to sleep for a couple of hours. Sleep did not occur for long.

Harry woke up, to the pleasant sensation of someone giving him a footjob through the blankets. His eyes opened up just in time to see a beautifu sight.

Dinah sat at the end of the bed, wearing nothing but an extremely alluring fishnet bodystocking. It showed up every inch of her toned body in all of its very divine glory.

The beautiful blonde smiled and pulled back the covers, to reveal Harry's very hard manhood.

"Hello, handsome," Dinah said. "We couldn't let Thea have all of the fun, could we?"

"No, of course not."

"Good to hear you're up for even more after that kinky little nympho had you for hours," Dinah said. "But, that's why you're called Superman."

Dinah stretched her leg out, running down Harry's thigh until the point where she reached Harry's cock. The tingle of both of them made the heat and the energy spread down. Dinah lightly teased Harry with her toes, getting the desired reaction.

Those warm, delicious toes slowly stroked Harry's manhood, causing him to grown the more Dinah pleasured him. Dinah really knew all of the right spots to hit, to make Harry swell up harder. Dinah pressed her foot down onto Harry's rod and pulled back.

Dinah perched at the edge of the bed with a seductive smile on her face. Golden blonde tresses framed Dinah's face, with a very lovely combination of seduction and also, with desire. Dinah stroked Harry's balls with the toes on her right foot, while doing his length with those on the left foot.

Then Dinah pressed her soles down onto Harry's length. Dinah made a lovely sandwich, stroking Harry up and down, making him throb between her feet. The soles canvased every inch of Harry to get the desired reaction and boy did Dinah just soak with desire, given how much she wanted Harry.

The extremely aggressive footjob caused the blood to boil within Harry's body and a very immense swelling to occur with his loins. Oh, damn, the footjob combined with Dinah in that fishnet stocking, which her nipples poked out of, it was almost too much for any sane man to handle.

"Mmm, you like my feet don't you?" Dinah asked. "They're so soft….so good...touch my legs...mmm that's it….I love when you run a hand down my leg, touching me like that. While I jerk that big cock off with my feet….thinking about what it would be like to be inside of all of my holes right now."

The stream of talk prompted Harry to rub Dinah's legs all over, pressing through the fabric of the fishnets. They were so gloriously soft, and yet toned at the same time. Dinah was perfect all over, a true woman, and Harry wanted to make her feel pleasure, just as much as Dinah made Harry feel pressure.

Stretching forward, while not breaking the footjob, Dinah touched Harry's cock, looping a thumb and forefinger around it while stroking it.

"You're so fit to burst, aren't you, baby?" Dinah asked.

"Oh, do you blame me?"

"Not at all," Dinah said with a sultry wink.

Dinah rubbed the tip of his head and smiled when feeling it ooze underneath her hand. She needed to feel it, and Dinah edged Harry, using her feet, along with several long and slow strokes, building up so much momentum.

A look in Harry's eyes showed him what she wanted. And Harry wanted the same thing.

After some teasing, Harry pulled Dinah's feet off of him. She raised an eyebrow, and Harry threw his arms around Dinah, pulling the woman in tight. The two enter a very aggressive makeout session, with Harry canvasing every inch of Dinah's mouth.

The two stroke each other's bodies, toned and powerful. Harry pushed Dinah down onto the bed, teasing the woman by pressing his length against her stomach. Harry kissed Dinah hard and pulled away from her for a second.

Basking in her beauty, which was simply radiant. Harry waited for this next move.

The sorcerer laid on top of the beautiful crime fighter's body, covering her with kisses. Dinah's hungry, delirious whimpers called even more from Harry. Harry planted multiple kisses down to Dinah's loins, sucking on her pussy, and making her just break out into cries of pleasure.

Harry tore the crotch of Dinah's bodystocking much to her enjoyment. With Dinah's beautiful, tight, wet pussy exposed, Harry only had one recourse. He had few options more tantalizing then slamming deep inside of Dinah.

So he did and so paradise had been reached. Harry's hand moving in to cup Dinah's mouth added to the allure.

The two met each other, with Harry's body moving forward, pressing down onto Dinah's when burying inside of her. Dinah pressed her nails down onto him, humming in his ear.

Dinah's beautiful legs locked onto Harry's ass with each push ramming him inside of her. Hands ran up Harry's body, feeling every contour, every inch of Harry's strong and muscular back, all while he worked Dinah over.

The only thing Dinah regretted is not tasting Harry's cock when Thea's juices were still fresh on it. That was a missed opportunity, and Dinah would learn not to play with her food.

The teasing of Harry's fingers caused Dinah to lock eyes with him, the passionate fire dancing through those eyes.

"Touch my legs, you know you want to," Dinah moaned. "Mmm, yes, baby, I know how you like that...how I like that...like how a real man plays with my beautiful...powerful...legs….like that!"

Harry could easily find himself playing with Dinah's fine legs for days. The strokes got Dinah up into a tizzy fit, with her moaning. The faster Harry plowed her, the more Dinah clasped onto him. Her body was a wonderland, every twitch, every explosion, just making Dinah more stunningly beautiful than the last.

The songbird's beautiful cries made Harry want to give her a matching climax on top of that. She clamped down onto him, and Harry paused, easing it back.

No need to rush, not when Harry had this beautiful woman at his mercy to do whatever he wished.

"The end result will be worth it," Harry said.

"Oh, yes," Dinah said. "It will be."

Those hands cupped Dinah's chest and made her just scream out more. Oh, Harry knew to press all of the right buttons, all of Dinah's right buttons, and get her into the position where Dinah almost let out a scream of pleasure.

All over, all over, no question about it, Harry rubbed Dinah's chest, sending heat spreading through her and making Dinah almost break out into an endless stream of pleasure.

Harry danced up her body until he reached Dinah's soft pillowly chest. Moving in for the kill, Harry tweaked Dinah's nipples. Harry twisted the nipple and pushed it.

"You're liking that?" Harry asked.

"Mmm, I'm a kinky slut that likes that a whole lot," Dinah said. "Keep doing it baby."

The repeated milking of her breasts sent the stunning siren into a tizzy of lust. Harry clutched down onto Dinah's lovely chest and released them constantly. Fingernails dug into them, leaving marks, claims of Harry's own, and Dinah did not care.

All she cared about was Harry fucking and playing with her breasts. That was the only thing that mattered to Dinah Laurel Lance. The pleasure of her mind, everything stretching down completely. Oh, fuck, Dinah pressed down onto him, clamping down tightly on Harry.

Harry slowed down just enough to make Dinah feel it. Boy did she feel it, every single last glorious inch of it. And then Harry pulled out of Dinah.

"Why?" Dinah asked.

"Have to explore every angle," Harry told his songbird.

A few kisses followed and Dinah got the hint. She turned over, on hands and knees. Dinah looked completely beautiful, the crotch of her fishnet bodystocking tore, and pussy, dripping wet bared.

The wiggling of Dinah's ass made Harry sink inside of the gorgeous woman from behind. Harry wrapped tighter around Dinah, arms crushing around her waist. Harry rose back and slammed repeatedly into the gorgeous woman, thrusting away until the point where she cried out in pleasure. Harry felt up every inch of Dinah's body and milked her tits to cause Dinah to cry.

Easing up on the tilt milking, and thrusts, Harry slowed down, to cause Dinah's sighs to grow more louder. Once, Dinah relaxed, Harry really let her have it.

Harry repeatedly rocked her entire world with deep and powerful thrusts. Dinah closed her fingers against the edge of the sheets. Everything erupted to her, and Dinah, she struggled not to let out a Canary Cry on impulse, one so loud that would break every single window in the building.

Dinah bit down on the bed sheets to stifle the need to cry. Which did not slow down how hard Harry pounded her, oh no, far from it. Harry just grabbed onto Dinah's tight ass and planted his thick rod into her from behind, repeatedly stuffing her full, and pulling out.

The heaving pounding brought Harry closer to the edge of an orgasm. Harry picked up the pace, the tightness of his balls going to their max capacity.

Dinah peaked over her shoulder, bedsheet still firmly in her mouth, and gave Harry one look which promptly stated, do it.

Harry did it, slamming into Dinah. The force nearly knocked Dinah off of the bed. Harry caught her, pulled her back, and thrusted into her, draining his balls into the sexy woman.

The rush both felt made Dinah collapse and Harry finish up inside of her.

Slowing down, Harry pulled out of Dinah and laid her down on the bed. Dinah relinquished the bedsheet from her mouth and sighed.

"You really know how to rock a woman's life, stud," Dinah said.

Dinah rolled over, Harry's gift oozing from her. She lightly scooped some of it and put it to her mouth before sucking the seed down. Harry smiled and lifted Dinah's legs into the back of the air, kissing them. Dinah quivered, as Harry played with her legs.

Harry treated her legs to the worship they deserved. Covered then, kissed them, caressed then. Then he rolled Dinah over where she was face down on the bed once again. Harry attacked the firm back part of her thighs, ripping a little bit at the bodystocking to get access to Dinah, without any blocking on her part.

Oh, Dinah could have Harry take her. His hands stroked up her legs and hit the back of the Black Canary's succulent ass cheeks.

"Oh, Superman," she cooed. "Give it to me."

Harry smiled and followed the progress of Dinah's hand, when it pushed onto her ass. Her perfect ass, with the body stocking material having torn and exposed her tight anus, which Dinah lubricated helpfully for him with her own wet finger.

Realization dawned upon Harry, even though the blood rushed from his head and straight to his throbbing cock, as all of the possibilities dawned upon him.

The back of Dinah's bodystocking tore off, lining up Harry into the perfect position to take the Canary anally. Harry squeezed her firm ass.

"That looks pretty inviting," Harry said.

"It would be rude to turn down such an alluring invitation, wouldn't it?"

"Yes, my dear, it would."

Harry turned Dinah so he could look her in the eyes. Cupping Dinah's ass opened it up for Harry to bury his cock deep inside of her.

Harry plundered Dinah's ass all with a hand clamped over her mouth. The wide eyed stare Dinah gave Harry from this movement, his hand magically blocking the vibrations was sexy as fuck. Every time Harry slammed into her, Dinah stretched around his tool.

There was so much more to explore and to take, and Harry wanted all of it. His hand moved without discrimination, working Dinah completely over. She breathed in tightly from what Harry was doing to her, and Harry loved it.

One hand alternated between Dinah's breasts and pussy, while the other pressed against her mouth. Dinah shaking from the stimulation, made Harry just smile. Not to mention, the snug tightness of her ass, Harry could not forget that, how it would coax him to a very early conclusion if Harry did not take extra care.

Her entire body had been put through the paces. Every inch of the Black Canary opened itself up. Harry rubbed Dinah's core, sending her into fits. Harry pressed hand down onto her pussy, while sliding one finger, two fingers, three fingers, all in succession, burying into Dinah's tight body.

Then something broke into her, a dam, a dam of pleasure.

"You can't help and gush," Harry said.

Dinah gushed all over Harry's hand. She could not deny Harry as he mastered her body. Driving deeper into Black Canary, plunging her asshole full of so much thick, juicy cock it was almost obscene and almost extremely insane.

Harry squeezed her succulent rear. One hand pinched Dinah's ass while Harry fucked it and the other, well it prevented her from screaming out. Harry maintained eye contact all the way through the edge, making Dinah just break out.

The tightness of the Black Canary's rear passage, the feel of her legs, and the beauty of the woman's place proved to be an undeniable combination. Harry closed his eyes, savoring this moment, savoring everything. Dinah's eyes told so much, even though Harry gagged her.

Everything would come crashing down soon enough, with Harry's balls tightening up for the explosion. He locked straight onto Dinah's gaze before finishing inside of her ass.

Harry finished up, the tension in his body released to several long spurts. Emptying every single last drop into Dinah's ass until Harry could go no more. It was a very insane ride all the way, giving her an anal creampie to match the one in her pussy.

The minute Harry pulled out, Dinah sat up to rest her face on his inner thigh.

"Beautiful," Harry said.

"Thank you," Dinah said. "I should help you tidy up a bit…."

Dinah cleaned up Harry's manhood like a little girl licking a lollipop. Oh, those licks did a nice job in cleaning Harry up, all while making him throbbing hard, hard as rock. And Dinah loved feeling Harry harden in her mouth.

Always up for the next go. Nothing else mattered, only that she was in Harry. The fishnet bodysuit had been ruined.

"Don't worry, I can repair that after we're done," Harry said.

"Right, well then you can rip it off of me whenever you want," Dinah said with burning lust in her eyes.

Dinah crawled up to Harry and kissed her man. Harry squeezed Dinah's rear and the two lined up for each other, ready to have some more fn.

Dinah wrapped Harry into an embrace and dropped down onto Harry, the first rays of sunshine coming into the room.

The bouncing siren fueled Harry throughout this morning. Nothing like spending time with a beautiful women, and Dinah was stunning.

Dinah closed her eyes, thinking about how fortunate she was to enjoy Harry. She drained him and he kept coming back for more.

The first of many orgasms for this round hit Dinah.

"I love Saturdays," Harry said.

Granted he could fire off a remnant and send that to school, but Harry did not want to bother most of the time. Harry pushed faster and harder into Dinah, getting her cumming again. Never could get enough of Dinah exploding all over his tool.

They spent time, closer to noon than morning, by the time they were finished.