Dudley stood there frozen, his breath stuck in his throat. He remembered every single word he had muttered in her unconscious presence over the past few years. All the compliments he had given about her face, about her hair… her.

  "Mum!"

  Just as Lily locked her gaze with him, she focused back on her son the next moment.

  Harry's grip tightened around her hand and Dudley saw him lean in, his voice catching as he whispered, "Mum".

  That made her eyes widen.

  Dudley didn't dare to interrupt the moment between the mother and son. Rather, he hoped she wouldn't look back at him.

  Then, as if that little moment sucked all her strength, her eyes drifted shut again. She was still a long way from being fully healed.

  Dudley felt the weight of it all in his own chest. For a moment, he wasn't sure what to say, but instinct took over, and he reached out, ying a hand on Harry's shoulder.

  "I'll give you some space, Harry," he said in a low voice.

  He stepped back, giving Harry a final nod before he left.

  As he walked out of the hospital room, he felt uneasy. If Lily had been conscious even though she was unconscious, she probably heard all his babbling… a bit too much, perhaps.

  I'm fucked.

  ####

  Dudley didn't go to the hospital in the coming weeks as he feared Lily would say something. She was still recovering ever so slowly, waking up for short moments every day. She still couldn't move, however.

  In the meantime, he used the funds he got from Harry to start his business. He registered a muggle company, a private equity firm named D&D Capital. Harry wanted nothing to do with it, but Dudley still gave him 5% of the company so in the future there wouldn't be any major conflict between them.

  He had grand pns, after all. With so much knowledge of the future, he'd rather kill himself if he couldn't become the wealthiest man in the world. Even more so with the backing of filthy rich friends like Harry Potter.

  The entire summer, Dudley focused on setting things up. He had to get an office space in London and hire at least two people to register the company. On top of that, there were multiple tax applications and more.

  Of course, he hired Hermione and Harry while he made himself the Chairman. That way, the money remained in the company. Then, he hired a legal consulting company to take care of things he couldn't.

  Quickly after setting up the company, he spent day and night at the new office space to plot out his pn to make the first billion dolrs. Thankfully, he realized he didn't need to wait for long.

  The Asian financial crisis had arrived and soon the Russian financial crisis would too. On top of that, he had eyes on a certain hedge fund that lost 4.6 billion in less than four months as far as he could remember.

  He pnned to short the vultures themselves and make bank.

  By the time September neared, Dudley had multiplied Harry's one million and returned the loan amount as well. It was a great boon to know the future, and even a greater boon to have rich friends.

  He finally understood why the super billionaires of the future succeeded initially. Most had families that invested money in their ideas; or came from a background where they had contacts.

  For a common man to replicate their level of success was a fool's errand.

  But he was confident. In this life, it was time to make history.

  If he wasn't the main character of Magical Britain, he very much wanted to be the main character of the muggle world.

  ####

  "Take care, son!"

  Vernon Dursley waved his hand, standing beside his wife as he watched Harry and Dudley enter the station.

  Who says money can't buy happiness? It certainly did for Vernon Dursley. The man had an instant change of heart as soon as he found out that Dudley had opened a muggle company, and already made his first few million. It wasn't that Vernon was greedy for his son's money, he was just excited to earn peak bragging rights about his son.

  Well, the new, top-of-the-line, Bentley Continental made things smoother. On top of bragging rights, he had the proof to show that his son was rich. With that, Vernon's hatred for Dudley's magic came to an abrupt end.

  "That was easy," Harry muttered, walking side by side with his cousin.

  Dudley shrugged, gncing around to see if he could spot Susan and Hannah. He wanted to see the two girls during the summer but he'd been too busy. Thankfully looking around was easy as he was much taller than his peers or most people on the station.

  Already standing six feet tall with the possibility of gaining a few more inches, he felt lucky that he got rid of the fat. Not shredded in muscles, he at least had a pretty muscur chest, broad shoulders, and sizable biceps. Harry mocked him often as 'muscle dad bod' but Dudley knew he was better since he didn't have much belly, he was just bulky under his shirt. It was his natural body size that was like a bear.

  "How's Aunt Lily?" Dudley asked, trying to keep tabs on her in case she spilled anything to Harry.

  "She's doing loads better. Yesterday, she stayed awake for six hours! She even asked for you. You should come with me next time; maybe she'll be out of the hospital by then." Harry's face lit up. "Mum said she'll stay with me for a bit before moving out with me."

  "You're moving out?" Dudley looked at his cousin, who he had come to like by now. Although he didn't mind it, not being able to see Harry in the house during long holidays made him unknowingly dejected.

  Harry noticed it and gave a reassuring pat on Dudley's shoulder. "Don't worry, Big D. Mum said she's going to get a house on the same street. There isn't enough room for all of us in the current one."

  That's much better. Dudley nodded.

  He didn't want Petunia to act vengefully with Lily, nor did he want to be very close to Lily in case she heard all the unholy things he blurted. Aside from her being actually pretty, he bmed all the smut he read in his past life. Well, at least he had the sanity to not touch that… that would have been just wrong.

  "Let's hurry up now."

  The two pushed their trollies, walked straight through the wall, and arrived at Ptform 9?. They had a few bad memories from the st year, well Harry did since Dudley was smart enough to avoid being locked out by Dobby.

  Woosh!

  In an instant, the steaming engine of the Hogwarts Express appeared before them. They continued to push their trolleys and arrived at the train carriage of their choice.

  They soon boarded with their luggage and walked through the corridor, gncing inside each cabin.

  Soon enough, the two found Hermione and Ron sitting in one. There was also a third figure seated beside the window, sleeping with his face covered.

  "Hey, Ron." Dudley waved and then looked at the bushy-haired girl. "Did you read the book I gave you, Hermione?"

  Her thin brows creased together. She took out the book from her bag and gave it back to Dudley. "I did try, Dudley. But it's really complex mathematics. I made an effort to understand, but I only got through about half of it."

  He gave a reassuring smile and pushed the book back to her. "I'll help you out then. Find me in the library when you have time."

  "You will? I'd love to learn fro—"

  "Ugh, look at these two," Ron chimed in for no reason. "Already chattering about studying."

  Dudley chuckled at Ron's comment and retreated to the sliding door. "That's the price you pay to get rich, Ron."

  "Blimey, that's a pretty hefty price, if you ask me. Smashing your face in books all day, every day."

  Dudley honestly wanted to help the Weasleys, but Ron wasn't the one he should start with, he reckoned. Dudley sighed and left, not wanting the sleeping professor to wake up.

  He had no pn of sitting with Harry on that train and getting assaulted by Dementors. "I'll go find my housemates."

  "See you in the Great Hall." Harry waved back.

  Dudley walked past many cabins.

  "Hey, Dudley!"

  "Morning, Dudley!"

  He wasn't the most popur guy in the school but he wasn't obscure either. Even the few passing Slytherin girls greeted him.

  "Thanks for the Rooster Whistle, Dudley." Cedric patted his shoulder as he walked past him.

  During the Chamber of Secrets insanity, Dudley's invention had helped and saved many students. Even if they were never in danger, for example, the purebloods of Slytherin, his whistle still gave them a sense of safety. For that, most were grateful.

  "There you are!" Dudley loudly slid the door open and stepped inside the cabin occupied by two girls—Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot.

  They were his only close friends in his House in the same year since he already knew about the two, and getting closer to them was easy. He liked Cedric too, but due to the difference in years, he didn't bother him too much.

  They're angry? Dudley noticed they weren't looking at him or replying to him. Well, I did cancel meet-up pns twice.

  "I know, I know, I should've met up with you two sooner. I've just been really busy starting my business. And it's actually going well! I've done alright—already made a few million," Dudley decred and noticed Susan flinch a bit at his decration. She was excited.

  "Oh, and I brought you two presents."

  "Presents?" Susan's head turned towards him instantly, her blue eyes akin to a cat's. She jumped up and hugged his right arm, squeezing it between her soft, school-wide famous assets. "What presents?"

  I knew she'd fold. Dudley savored the softness of her voluptuous breasts for a few moments and eyed Hannah. She's still too shy.

  "For you, since you're always saying how much you hate writing, I got you one of those fancy self-writing quills—it does eighty words a minute!" Dudley freed himself from her heavenly embrace and took out the box from his bag. Then, he looked at Hannah, who was expectantly looking at him, "And for you, Hannah, I got this enchanted teddy bear. The dy at the shop said it's supposed to calm you down when you hug it… hope I didn't get ripped off."

  Hannah instantly hugged it against her chest, arms crossed. She smiled widely, "Thank you, Dudley. I'll tell you if it works tomorrow."

  Did it work? Dudley noticed her sudden confident reply without any stutters.

  "This isn't enough," Susan said with a grin as she eyed her gift, then gnced up at his face, a pyful glint in her eyes. "You owe me and Hannah an all-expenses-paid trip to Hogsmeade ter—seeing as you're so well-off now."

  "Having the company of the two prettiest girls in Hogwarts on a drinking night? Susan, you don't even need to ask."

  "Buttering us up won't help you, buddy." Susan took her seat again. "Prove it with actions."

  Dudley also sat down, very close to Susan, pushing her towards the window until there was no room left. She was already in her school uniform, so he slid one hand under her bck skirt and felt her thighs over the dark stockings. "Like this?"

  "Oh really?" Susan reciprocated and pressed her spread hand on his growing erection.

  Dudley didn't back down and raised his hand upward on her thigh, nearing her faintly steamy flower.

  She was so soft with all that flesh, the true definition of a curvy beauty. Although she had a pretty average ass, her thighs and breasts were just heavenly.

  It was impossible to control himself, so his erection grew to full length, a size that Susan loved to grab with her hand as she struggled to surround her fingers around him. She heartily agreed with the 'Big D' nickname that Harry had given him. Albeit for different reasons.

  She did that there too, grabbing his girth over his pants, giving gentle, faint strokes.

  "Guys, let's not go overboard on the train."

  The two looked at Hannah and scoffed at the same time, ignoring her compint. They looked back at each other, their faces nearing ever so slowly for a kiss. They weren't openly dating, but they loved teasing each other.

  She's wild. I'm gd I came to Hufflepuff.

  Creak!

  The wizard gods had something else pnned, however. The train's wheels screeched loudly and it came to a halt with a heavy jolt. It was raining outside, and the cabin of the train was dimly lit. The air felt depressing and particurly cold.

  "What's going on?" Susan retracted her hand and looked out of the window. They had stopped on a bridge.

  Dudley still kept his palm under her skirt since he already knew what was coming, and he was in no mood to leave her warm legs. She didn't mind, it seemed, and kept looking outside.

  Will Dementors attack me? Wait, which memory will they register from my body? Old Dudley's or my past life?

  "Aaaah! Look… There!" Hannah yelled in panic abruptly and jumped towards Dudley.

  Shhhh~

  Dudley heard the expected rustling and pushed Hannah onto Susan instead, making her nd face-to-face on Susan's p. He pinned both girls in the corner by the window side and shielded their backs with his body.

  Fuck! Not now!

  As he hugged Hannah from behind, covering both girls with his rge body, he became aware of what Susan cked Hannah had bountiful. Round, soft, absolutely bouncy, and fleshy ass. Enough to make his erection rise again with a rigid probe between her crack that he could so vividly sense.

  She was hiding all this under her long skirts? Dudley wasn't at all worried about the Dementor behind him. Heck, his interest in the two girls peaked there thanks to the bloody creature.

  Yeah, he accepted he was a little perverted. But it wasn't like he didn't pn on dating and doing witches from the beginning. One of the main goals of studying at Hogwarts was just that.

  "It's a Dementor," Dudley informed them, maintaining the position behind the blonde-haired girl. "It must be looking for Sirius Bck. Don't move, it'll leave soon enough."

  It was insanely hot being pressed against Hannah's bum. He loved that softness and truly wanted to slide between them. Sadly, up until now, he'd only received Susan's willing lips a few times. The main course was yet to be tasted.

  Creak~

  Dudley kept shielding them until the train resumed moving. When he heard the wheel screeching again, he stepped back and sat down quickly, trying to hide his erection.

  Hannah had felt it firsthand, so she quietly returned to her seat, red-faced. Susan also noticed the hill in his pants and smirked.

  Kinda feels embarrassing.

  "Thank you, my dear savior." Susan teasingly blurted. "But I'm still shaken. Can I…"

  Fucking hell! Not making things any better, huh?

  Susan knew what she was doing and sat down on his p, her back against his chest. She reclined back shamelessly.

  "You started it." Dudley decred and moved.

  "What do you mea—Ah!"

  He palmed her succulent, rge breasts over her white shirt. It was a fun game that the two continued to py until the train arrived at Hogsmeade station.

  They never crossed the boundary between pying around and public indecency. Going only as far as touching and kissing, they kept Hannah warm and on the edge the whole journey.

  It was impossible for the blond-haired timid girl not to feel anything after seeing them.

  ####

  "Focus on this part…"

  In the st css of the day, Dudley sat in the Arithmancy cssroom with his cssmates, deeply engrossed in the complex charts and equations Professor Septima Vector had given.

  Lines of magical numbers and formus sprawled across the board. To him, it was like watching pieces of a great puzzle shift and snap into pce. Somehow, he was able to make sense of them far more easily than his cssmates.

  "Mr. Dursley," Professor Vector interrupted him as she approached his table, her eyebrow arching in approval as she caught him scribbling furiously in his notes, "You seem to have a natural grasp on magical numerology. Are you familiar with calculus in the muggle world?"

  Dudley hesitated, a smile forming as he thought back to his previous life. "A bit. But I think I like Arithmancy better. Feels… I don't know, more real?"

  Nodding, Professor Vector moved on, and Dudley continued to focus on the book. He wrote, drew lines, and connected the dots over and over again.

  Late in the evening, in the Great Hall, Dudley sat with his notes. It had been a long day, but he knew the 'hard work' was essential for the rewards he needed. Especially for what he had pnned—and that could help him get rich so much more.

  Ah… he could almost picture himself behind a polished table, reading some papers, with two lips wrapped around his co—

  Focus!

  He shook his head and got back to work. It was a race against time as many years had gone by already. He couldn't afford to miss the next few months.

  But soon he felt a pat on his shoulder. "Hermione?"

  "Dudley," she uttered, casting a quick gnce at his notebook, a glint of curiosity in her eyes. "I've never seen anyone blend Arithmancy and muggle concepts like this. Where did you learn all this?"

  Dudley shrugged, trying to downpy the hours he'd spent poring over both muggle and wizarding books, and completely ignoring the fact that Hermione had come all the way over to the Hufflepuff table for him. "Just bits and pieces. Arithmancy feels like… like it's connecting two worlds, you know? It's like there's magic in muggle numbers, too."

  Hermione's eyes sparkled, a rare look of admiration passing through her gaze. "Even though we both come from muggle backgrounds, I never thought of it that way." She hesitated, then added, "If you ever need help, I'd love to learn more."

  Help? Ah, she wants to learn from me? Well, I did offer her.

  Their eyes met, and Dudley felt interested in her in more than academic ways. The girl was both—beauty and brains. But well…

  "Sure, let's meet in the library ter." was all he could say, not wanting to seem like a creep.

  ####

  Dudley's newfound attention to detail didn't stop at Arithmancy. The subject was like a magic spice that improved one's understanding and efficiency in other magical tasks.

  His zeal found a surprising application in Potions, a css he'd once thought of as a bore, filled with too many measurements and endless stirring. But now, with a slight twist, he realized the value of Arithmancy's application.

  The strict demands of potion-making echoed what he'd learned in Arithmancy—the need for bance, timing, and subtle adjustments. Why stir left? Why ten times? Everything had a reason. And it all could be calcuted using magical properties of numbers.

  That day, Snape had assigned the css to brew a draught that calmed the nerves, a potion requiring delicate attention to measurements and timing. It was meant for fourth years, but Snape liked to torment whole csses on occasion.

  Dudley noticed most of his cssmates either bungling the measurements or adding ingredients out of order. It was chaos all around.

  Meanwhile, he carefully stirred his cauldron clockwise three times, then counterclockwise once, just as the instructions dictated to the very minute level. It wasn't just the direction of the stir, but also the angle at which one should hold the spoon and the strength behind each stir—something he derived from his study.

  Soon, as the liquid turned the perfect shade of silvery green, Dudley's confidence surged.

  Eventually, Snape arrived at his table after scolding some other Hufflepuff and Ravencw. When he reached Dudley's cauldron, he paused, watching the subtle, even simmer of the brew.

  For a tense moment, Dudley thought he'd missed some minor step. But then, Snape gave a slight nod, his voice as cold as ever and face without expressions.

  "Competently brewed, Mr. Dursley. It seems there's hope for you yet."

  The acknowledgment was brief, but Dudley felt an unexpected thrill from it. Snape rarely gave compliments, and though the words were harsh, he sensed the underlying approval.

  But that small event solidified his doubts. Arithmancy had so many applications that it was like an unexplored goldmine. He didn't know if he was the first to realize it, but he did have some guesses as to why he might be the first.

  After all, how common are reincarnations? Let alone the reincarnation of a guy with talents in mathematics? Furthermore, even muggle-borns who enter Hogwarts don't get to study their muggle subjects with that kind of depth before their focus gets swept away by the lure of magic.

  He had the boon of expert knowledge in mathematics as well as access to magic.

  ####

  November rolled in pretty quickly. Quidditch season arrived, and Hufflepuff was to py against Gryffindor.

  "I know you're proud of our House, but you can't just ignore the record. And Cedric's still new as captain. I'd bet Harry's going to catch the Snitch again. Besides, look at this storm—how could anyone py well in that?"

  Seated in the high seats of the audience tower with an umbrel, Dudley's ears perked up as he heard Susan's confident procmation. "Sure, let's bet."

  "Oh, it'll be a good match, but I'll admit—Hufflepuff's got a tough climb with the records stacked against us. Still, I'm game for a little wager… say, ten Galleons?" Susan offered with a confident smirk.

  Dudley hummed and smiled wickedly. "Alright, if I lose, I'll pay you ten Galleons, and if you lose… I want… A moment alone with you… just the two of us."

  "Oh?"

  "Bet?" He raised his right hand to seal the deal.

  Cp!

  Susan wasn't one to back down. Besides, it wasn't like she didn't want to fool around with him either. "It's a win-win for me, hah!"

  Right then, the whistles resounded. The game started, and it was intense from the start. The raining thunderstorm made it impossible to fly at full speed and also py with accuracy. Furthermore, it was hard for the audience to watch too.

  Dudley didn't bother getting excited and instead ate some snacks, especially the ones with pineapple fvor. Susan jumped excitedly beside him whenever something happened, but he simply gazed upwards, waiting for the Dementors.

  Boom!

  As he expected, thunder boomed and the audience gasped. Dumbledore rose from his seat and stopped Harry's massive fall before dealing with the Dementors. Then, the old man pced Harry on a hovering stretcher and took him into the castle.

  Right then, Cedric caught the Snitch, and the game ended with a shocking Hufflepuff victory.

  "No way!" Susan shouted, gncing at Dudley and the field alternately. "W-What… How? No, how did you guess that?!"

  Dudley eyed her so heatedly that he almost undressed her with just his gaze. Nevertheless, he gloated in his seat, arms crossed. "Arithmancy is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be… unnatural."

  "You can guess the future with Arithmancy?" Susan almost jumped onto his p at the speed she sat down beside him. She hid one hand behind her back, "How many fingers am I holding?"

  "..."

  This girl…

  "It requires complex calcutions, Susan. I'm not Professor Trewney. I only calcute probabilities, not see the future like a Seer."

  Susan gulped and lowered her voice. "C-Can I invest in your company? I'll tell my aunt to throw all her money into it."

  "Invest? I don't need investors now. But I can manage your assets for a ten percent cut of all profits. I can definitely help you multiply your money manifold."

  "I don't even know what that means but I'm in." Susan hugged his arm and winked. "So, where do we go now?"

  It really is a win-win for her.

  ####

  Dudley had done enough research to come up with the best pces to have some private moments. The Chamber of Secrets and the Room of Requirement were solid options. But he didn't have the time, or the desire, to access them right now. So, he settled for his personal discovery.

  Since the Hufflepuff common room was on the same level as the Hogwarts kitchen, he roamed around that entire floor and soon found a few unused small storerooms. He picked the one that had the most cobwebs, filled with wooden crates and barrels, the pce smelled old, but it was clear that no one, or no elf, had shown up there in a very long time.

  After a quick cleaning and dusting, he was proud of his little secret sanctuary. Only Susan and Hannah knew about it as they also used it often to… py with themselves.

  This time, however, he had some beautiful company.

  They carefully entered the storeroom and locked the door behind them. Dudley could already hear Susan's giggles in the dark. So he waved his wand and a lone candle deep inside the room's corner lit up, providing a bit of flickering illumination. Enough for both of them to savor each other's shadowy profile.

  Then, Dudley waved his wand a second time, and the gaps under the door got covered with a thick piece of cloth. It was the usual standard procedure for them before using the room, careful enough so that no one who happened to pass by could see the light inside.

  "Perfect." He muttered and looked back at Susan, waiting patiently behind him. Without a second thought, he walked up to her and ran one hand around her waist.

  "Oh!" Susan squealed a little as he pulled her closer with his strong arm. "So impatient…" she said, giggling with excitement.

  Dudley's other hand caresses her pale cheek. His face inching closer and closer and finally nded a deep, soothing kiss.

  Tongues intertwined as they suckled on each other's lips. Swapping drool with the ravenous eagerness of young adults at the peak of their hormonal needs.

  They both became breathless soon enough.

  Susan finally gave in, pulling away and resting her chin on his upper chest as she gazed up at him.

  "So, what's the pn?" She asked, standing against him a bit awkwardly. "I… I'd love to do 'it' but I don't think I'm ready for that yet… I'm sore—"

  Dudley suddenly kissed her again, stopping her pretty little, flushed lips from dulling his heat. "Shh… I know, and I don't want that either. Let's experiment a little… let's try a sixty-nine."

  Susan wheezed a little and then chuckled, "I like the way you think."

  She looked at the six wooden crates in the middle of the room, covered with a gray sheet of cloth that they used individually before. She gnced back at Dudley, biting her lip with a sultry look.

  Breaking away from Dudley's arms, she started walking towards the makeshift bed, taking off her clothes one by one. Her sweater and muffler were thrown to the floor, her shirt unbuttoned and set aside on a barrel, and finally her jeans.

  Susan wiggled out of her jeans, making sure Dudley got a view of her tight, smooth ass. Then she turned her face to lustfully look at him while only showing him her back. She uncsped her bra and threw it at him. "You coming?"

  Dudley couldn't take his eyes off her curving back, ignoring the bra clinging to his shoulder. Her sloping hips, and the way she held her side-spilling breast with both arms; He couldn't wait to turn her around fully, and relish the magnificent view.

  Dudley quickly took off all his clothes, moving much faster. He stood there completely naked and went closer to Susan, turning her around by the shoulders.

  As soon as he caught a good view of her breasts, he gulped.

  They were perfect, so ripe he couldn't wait to pluck them. So soft looking, he almost wanted to grip them hard right then and there, and their size was simply magnificent. The tight rosy nipples were surrounded by small areo. There were faint veins visible on her pale skin, and they honestly made it feel hotter.

  He hugged her waist and pulled her into him, kissing her again. His soft kisses went lower and lower, leaving faint marks on her neck and upper chest. Eventually, his tongue found what it was looking for, suckling the lustrous, marshmallowy flesh and hardened nipples.

  "Ummm…" Susan moaned, feeling the tickling sensations around her taut peaks. The subtle suckling and flicks built up heat in her loins.

  Dudley enjoyed tasting her swells thoroughly, his hands never leaving her small bottom, and kneaded her ass the same way.

  After a while, while still eating her nipples up, he gently pushed their bodies closer and closer to the makeshift bed.

  "Lie down, Dudley." Susan breathily said as she nudged him a little, hoping to straddle his face.

  Dudley let go of her nipple from his tugging lips with a pop.

  "Oh, we're doing things differently this time. You lie down, Susan." Dudley mischievously lifted her by her ass and pced her on the crates, not forgetting to squeeze her assets a little while at it.

  "Umm… So you're taking control this time?" Susan teased, a bit excited from the thrill of it.

  "You can lie down and enjoy"

  Susan grinned excitedly and reclined ft, her red hair spread out on the gray sheet.

  Dudley took a moment to enjoy the sight of her unduting belly and rge breasts, squished down by gravity. They looked rger, like melting yolk, freshly dropped on a sizzling hot pan. He couldn't wait to devour her, and while his cock stifled her moans.

  Dudley carefully got on top of her, knees spread on the sides of her face. His bullish, heavy, sizable cock was dangling and already spping across her nose and lips, its steamy scent and the heat evident.

  At the same time, Dudley spread her legs apart and leaned down to press his lips on her clean-shaven, rosy pussy lips. As her knees widened, her petals bloomed like a fresh flower, open for his tongue. He licked the length of her slit, feeling her body shiver under him as his tongue entered her heavenly portal. He easily found her clitoris, like a swollen little red button. He licked her wide a couple of times, suckling on her nub when he felt her lips surround his throbbing knob.

  When Susan moaned a little louder from his nibbling, Dudley began to thrust his hips down, shoving his rock-hard cock into her welcoming mouth. He felt her tongue struggling to massage his hot cock with long wet wipes, slithering around his cockhead and trailing along his length.

  But once she started to suckle him, he began to move his hips up and down, fucking her mouth entirely to his pleasuring need. He went in deeper, feeling the back of her throat on his crown with each dip below.

  He tried to focus on his own meal, but the divine sensations on his rigid length were almost too much.

  The way her lips stretched around his girth, squeezing him as she sucked, felt otherworldly. His cock went as deep as it could, smming into her throat. When his full throbbing erection couldn't go deeper, he felt her slender fingers aiding, circling his base with slippery strokes. Her ticklish breath also caressed the bottom of his cock. The heat of her mouth and the coolness of her slobbering saliva intermingled on his sensitive skin.

  Susan's belly suddenly tightened, stimuted by Dudley's relentless poking tongue. With two hands on the base of her thighs, he used his thumbs to widen her soaked petals and dragged his tongue down from her sensitive love hole to her slippery little bundle of nerves. Then, he sucked her clit hard, catching it between his lips.

  "Ummmmhh!" Susan loudly moaned onto his cock deliriously as her sweet va flowed, the climax flooding her entrance into an oily slip and slide for Dudley's wiggling tongue. She writhed underneath him and rode that high with pure ecstasy.

  Dudley felt the breathtaking vacuum seal around his cock when she came. His cock was pressed against the ceiling of her mouth, milked and squeezed to no end. The twitch in his loins turned into heavy throbs, his batter ready to burst.

  "Gk.. Susan!" He muttered, almost wanting to protest at how aggressively erotic her mouth was. He was hoping to st longer than that initially.

  With one st strong thrust, he settled deep in her throat, his balls shamelessly teasing her nose as he let out a burst of heavy cream. It came in waves as he poured his sticky, white pulsing climax into her, indulging in the engulfing delightful sensation around his cock the more he sprayed with each jolt.

  The little convulsions made him thrust a bit more into her throat, gagging her to no end with his batter. But he quickly pulled up to give her space to swallow and breathe.

  Yet, Susan didn't stop her wild slurps, gulping down every st bit of his seeds. She guzzled him down with thirst, licking him clean as his cock started to calm down inside her mouth. The tip of her tongue explored every nook and cranny, gliding on the smooth, wet surface.

  While feeling the st twitches in his loins, Dudley also kept going. He pped up her sweet nectar, letting his tongue scoop up all he could from her trembling pussy, matching his wildness with hers.

  They both continued to eat each other out thoroughly until they returned from their high. Sweating and panting, stuck to each other's body.

  "Ugh…" With a panting groan, Dudley pulled out his calming length from her hot mouth and quickly changed position to y beside his redheaded lover, and suckled her breasts to his heart's desire.

  "Aaaah~" Susan moaned, arching her chest up to welcome him and hugged his head.

  Knock! Knock!

  "Are you guys serious? When are you two not horny?"

  Dudley looked towards the door with a big grin. There was only one other girl who knew how to access that room with their pre-decided passcode. "Oh, look at this shameless girl."

  "Hehe…" Susan also looked, feeling so thoroughly spent from his tongue fucking. "Hannah, we know you touch yourself while listening to both of us. You know what, take a seat and enjoy the live show—oh!"

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