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Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
He raised an eyebrow at the tiny girl who approached - and did better than him. "Well, sure, if you're not going to throw the real thing," he scoffed, winking at her. He chose a larger pumpkin, hefting it easily and tossing without much of a thought, the heavy gourd landing just beyond the one she'd tossed. "Not sure what flaws you're seeing, but physically, I don't have many."
Megan had really just wanted to see him throw something bigger. When he did, she went ahead and tried to replicate the results, her pumpkin of course not going as far as his. âI canât argue with that,â she said factually as she looked him up and down. âAny ideas for a reward?â
His head tilted with interest. âA reward for me?â Stepping closer, Jack played with a piece of her long hair, looking her over. âI think bending you over one of those benches near the maze and hearing you scream would definitely be a good reward.â
âWell,â she considered. âIt was a really good throw.â She looked around and turned back to him. âI am curious to see if other parts of you are as oversized as your biceps. If so, maybe Iâll let you make me scream.â She looked down at him and then back up at his face. âWhat do you say? Want to show me what youâre packing?â
Her response made him laugh. Without another word, he stepped closer, bringing her hand to the impressive bulge trapped in the tight denim shorts he had on. He wasnât fully hard yet, but even with a semi, he knew he was larger than average. âThat good enough for you, doll?â
âLet the screaming commence,â she said with a grin, excited after feeling him. She slowly removed her bow and her dress, discarding it aside and heading to a bench.
Jack did like a girl who was just ready to go. He followed her over, laying a playful slap on her ass once he caught up. âYou think youâre ready for me just like this?â He teased, bending her over the bench with one hand between her shoulders.
She removed her tights and all other clothing that could possibly get in the way of a good time. She bent over the bench, on display for him as she nodded. âI think Iâm pretty ready,â she decided, already wet enough to make things go smoothly.
Despite her assurance, he still slid one hand between her thighs while the other worked his shorts down to stroke himself. âOh, you are,â he agreed, easily sliding two fingers into her. He fingered her for a few more breaths, making sure he was ready for her, before he stepped closer, lined up, and thrust himself into her wonderfully wet heat.
She giggled when he agreed with her, only able to guess how actually soaked she was. She basically just braced herself for his length, unable to stop a fresh moan releasing when he finally did the deed. âHoly shit.â
Megan felt along his appendage. It really was pretty big. âI think I want to see it erupt,â she decided after a moment. She knelt down for better access, taking the tip into her mouth and sucking on it roughly.
The quarterback barely held back his laughter at the word erupt. It totally caught him off guard, but after a second's thought, he actually really liked the image it created in his head. "Oh, fuck yeah," he said, and as she got started, he added, "No teeth."
Megan gave a friendly thumbs up from her place on her knees, working him into her mouth slowly. She cupped his balls, pulling a little before massaging the skin.
Ethan groaned when she tugged on his nipple like that, and with his free hand he picked her up and turned them both around, her now being the one pressed on the wall. The hand between her legs wandered further up and tickled her wetness gently before he let his index finger sink inside of her.
Megan smiled as she was whirled around, no problem being up against a wall in this context. Knowing now that he liked it, she busied herself playing with his nipples and licking his pecks. Megan sighed of enjoyment as a finger pushed inside her, nuzzling against his body.
Ethan felt hot because of the way she was touching him, and it encouraged him to move his finger faster and deeper inside of her, even adding a second finger too. He also felt himself a lot harder now and with their bodies pressed the way they were it wasn't going to come down.
âIâm glad youâre enjoying yourself,â Megan teased him, making noises here and there from his sweet fingers. She ran her tongue over his nipples now, watching them stay hard easily.
Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
He raised an eyebrow at the tiny girl who approached - and did better than him. "Well, sure, if you're not going to throw the real thing," he scoffed, winking at her. He chose a larger pumpkin, hefting it easily and tossing without much of a thought, the heavy gourd landing just beyond the one she'd tossed. "Not sure what flaws you're seeing, but physically, I don't have many."
Megan had really just wanted to see him throw something bigger. When he did, she went ahead and tried to replicate the results, her pumpkin of course not going as far as his. âI canât argue with that,â she said factually as she looked him up and down. âAny ideas for a reward?â
His head tilted with interest. âA reward for me?â Stepping closer, Jack played with a piece of her long hair, looking her over. âI think bending you over one of those benches near the maze and hearing you scream would definitely be a good reward.â
âWell,â she considered. âIt was a really good throw.â She looked around and turned back to him. âI am curious to see if other parts of you are as oversized as your biceps. If so, maybe Iâll let you make me scream.â She looked down at him and then back up at his face. âWhat do you say? Want to show me what youâre packing?â
Her response made him laugh. Without another word, he stepped closer, bringing her hand to the impressive bulge trapped in the tight denim shorts he had on. He wasnât fully hard yet, but even with a semi, he knew he was larger than average. âThat good enough for you, doll?â
âLet the screaming commence,â she said with a grin, excited after feeling him. She slowly removed her bow and her dress, discarding it aside and heading to a bench.
Jack did like a girl who was just ready to go. He followed her over, laying a playful slap on her ass once he caught up. âYou think youâre ready for me just like this?â He teased, bending her over the bench with one hand between her shoulders.
She removed her tights and all other clothing that could possibly get in the way of a good time. She bent over the bench, on display for him as she nodded. âI think Iâm pretty ready,â she decided, already wet enough to make things go smoothly.
"We wouldn't want that, right?" He chuckled and followed her lead, and they turned a corner where there was no one around and he put his hands on her waist and pulled her to him while his back rested on the wall. "Where were we?" He said, then sneaked his hand under her dress and reached between her legs and pressed up.
âWe were..yep, right about there,â she said, her voice tightening as she was touched. Her hands rested on his chest, giving his nipple a little playful tug as things got started.
Ethan groaned when she tugged on his nipple like that, and with his free hand he picked her up and turned them both around, her now being the one pressed on the wall. The hand between her legs wandered further up and tickled her wetness gently before he let his index finger sink inside of her.
Megan smiled as she was whirled around, no problem being up against a wall in this context. Knowing now that he liked it, she busied herself playing with his nipples and licking his pecks. Megan sighed of enjoyment as a finger pushed inside her, nuzzling against his body.
Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
He raised an eyebrow at the tiny girl who approached - and did better than him. "Well, sure, if you're not going to throw the real thing," he scoffed, winking at her. He chose a larger pumpkin, hefting it easily and tossing without much of a thought, the heavy gourd landing just beyond the one she'd tossed. "Not sure what flaws you're seeing, but physically, I don't have many."
Megan had really just wanted to see him throw something bigger. When he did, she went ahead and tried to replicate the results, her pumpkin of course not going as far as his. âI canât argue with that,â she said factually as she looked him up and down. âAny ideas for a reward?â
His head tilted with interest. âA reward for me?â Stepping closer, Jack played with a piece of her long hair, looking her over. âI think bending you over one of those benches near the maze and hearing you scream would definitely be a good reward.â
âWell,â she considered. âIt was a really good throw.â She looked around and turned back to him. âI am curious to see if other parts of you are as oversized as your biceps. If so, maybe Iâll let you make me scream.â She looked down at him and then back up at his face. âWhat do you say? Want to show me what youâre packing?â
Her response made him laugh. Without another word, he stepped closer, bringing her hand to the impressive bulge trapped in the tight denim shorts he had on. He wasnât fully hard yet, but even with a semi, he knew he was larger than average. âThat good enough for you, doll?â
âLet the screaming commence,â she said with a grin, excited after feeling him. She slowly removed her bow and her dress, discarding it aside and heading to a bench.
Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
He raised an eyebrow at the tiny girl who approached - and did better than him. "Well, sure, if you're not going to throw the real thing," he scoffed, winking at her. He chose a larger pumpkin, hefting it easily and tossing without much of a thought, the heavy gourd landing just beyond the one she'd tossed. "Not sure what flaws you're seeing, but physically, I don't have many."
Megan had really just wanted to see him throw something bigger. When he did, she went ahead and tried to replicate the results, her pumpkin of course not going as far as his. âI canât argue with that,â she said factually as she looked him up and down. âAny ideas for a reward?â
His head tilted with interest. âA reward for me?â Stepping closer, Jack played with a piece of her long hair, looking her over. âI think bending you over one of those benches near the maze and hearing you scream would definitely be a good reward.â
âWell,â she considered. âIt was a really good throw.â She looked around and turned back to him. âI am curious to see if other parts of you are as oversized as your biceps. If so, maybe Iâll let you make me scream.â She looked down at him and then back up at his face. âWhat do you say? Want to show me what youâre packing?â
Draco looked at the sign placed at the entrance of the movie theater. Ghostbusters. He chuckled but walked in anyway, wondering what sort of work those so-called ghostbusters would. He wasn't unknown to that device muggles had to watch moving pictures, although he would always felt that their magical moving pictures were the best. He grabbed a cup of popcorn and a soda from the counter while others also made their way in, apparently drawn by the title. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad. Just as he was about to sit, another person walked in and also thought about taking that same seat. "I suppose we could sit together, if you're not against it."
Megan was drawn to Ghostbusters, as a quick search of her internal database told her that it was a classic. She knew nothing more about it as she grabbed some popcorn and a drink, prepared to sit down when she almost collided with a handsome stranger. âSitting with someone sounds nice,â she said as she sat down. âI like your suit.â
âMagnificent,â Megan said in amusement, her hands traveling over his abs and finally down to his cock. She held onto it teasingly as she licked at his abs with a giggle. âYou wonât catch me complaining.â
The quarterback licked his lips when Megan took him into her hand. "You really do like it hot, don't you?" he teased. "You sure you know what you're doing with something that big?"
âOh what? Like itâs gonna do a back flip?â she teased back. She kept hold on him, though he was certainly too big for her slender hand to possibly grip all of him. She licked up his stomach to his chest. âI suppose you may have a point though. You might have to teach me a thing or two.â
âYou never know,â the quarterback replied with a smug grin. He let out a low moan as she focused on his abs. âMm, I can teach you if you want. Go ahead and do what feels good to you and Iâll tell you what to do next.â
Megan felt along his appendage. It really was pretty big. âI think I want to see it erupt,â she decided after a moment. She knelt down for better access, taking the tip into her mouth and sucking on it roughly.
Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
He raised an eyebrow at the tiny girl who approached - and did better than him. "Well, sure, if you're not going to throw the real thing," he scoffed, winking at her. He chose a larger pumpkin, hefting it easily and tossing without much of a thought, the heavy gourd landing just beyond the one she'd tossed. "Not sure what flaws you're seeing, but physically, I don't have many."
Megan had really just wanted to see him throw something bigger. When he did, she went ahead and tried to replicate the results, her pumpkin of course not going as far as his. âI canât argue with that,â she said factually as she looked him up and down. âAny ideas for a reward?â
Ethan chuckled. "I can't fight that logic, no." He leaned his shoulders back so that his jacket would slide off him. He got closer to her. "You are? I suppose you wouldn't mind if I take this dress off you then." He lifted her dress enough to sneak his hand up and touched her bare skin.
âIâd be insulted if you didnât,â Megan grinned cheekily. She toed the garments out of the way, pulling his shirt off and unzipping his pants. She took his hand and led them behind a wall for some sort of privacy.
"We wouldn't want that, right?" He chuckled and followed her lead, and they turned a corner where there was no one around and he put his hands on her waist and pulled her to him while his back rested on the wall. "Where were we?" He said, then sneaked his hand under her dress and reached between her legs and pressed up.
âWe were..yep, right about there,â she said, her voice tightening as she was touched. Her hands rested on his chest, giving his nipple a little playful tug as things got started.
"I dare anyone to try and beat me at this!" Jack picked up one of the pumpkins, easily tossing it from hand to hand. "I toss around logs for a living, a pumpkin is hardly a challenge." His pecs flexed as he continued to juggle the pumpkin, looking around for a competitor.
Megan couldnât help but approach the large man. âImpressive,â she admired. âThe angle, the force. Pretty good. Of course thereâs no making up for tiny flaws.â She picked up a pumpkin and took in its features, calculating and launching. The pumpkin landed further than his had. âTry again?â
âMagnificent,â Megan said in amusement, her hands traveling over his abs and finally down to his cock. She held onto it teasingly as she licked at his abs with a giggle. âYou wonât catch me complaining.â
The quarterback licked his lips when Megan took him into her hand. "You really do like it hot, don't you?" he teased. "You sure you know what you're doing with something that big?"
âOh what? Like itâs gonna do a back flip?â she teased back. She kept hold on him, though he was certainly too big for her slender hand to possibly grip all of him. She licked up his stomach to his chest. âI suppose you may have a point though. You might have to teach me a thing or two.â
âYou are so right,â she nodded with a smirk. Megan pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in panties and bare chested. She worked at his shorts too, loosening them and pulling them down.
The quarterback took a step back to watch Megan undress herself, and he didn't protest at all when she started pulling down his shorts. He didn't have anything on underneath, and he smirked at her when his cock was revealed. "Like what you see?" he asked, flexing his abs as he showed off for her.
âMagnificent,â Megan said in amusement, her hands traveling over his abs and finally down to his cock. She held onto it teasingly as she licked at his abs with a giggle. âYou wonât catch me complaining.â
âThrowing it works,â she chuckled as she launched another gourd. âOr we could find something else to do.â
He watched as one was launched from a catapult contraption and it flew through the air with a large crash against the ground. "Whoa," he exasperated, a little shocked by the coolness of the vegetable explosion. "Well, I don't know, that seems more fun than I had originally thought. Do it again."
Megan laughed at his amazement, loading up a pumpkin, pulling it back and letting it fly. She watched it soar through the air and crash to the ground. âOkay, that actually is pretty cool. You wanna try?â
âOh I really really do,â he chuckled, loading up his own pumpkin and while he didnât know the difference in angles or force, decided it would be fun to let it go and see what happened. He prepared his launch and watched it fly through the air and another crash sprayed pumpkin over the grass. âWhoo hoo!â He cheered and laughed, genuinely enjoying himself.
âLook at it go!â Megan laughed along with him. She loaded up another one. âIf we pull it back together, will it go farther?â she wondered aloud. âWeâll be stronger together, right?â
âWell,â she twirled her hair in her finger. âI believe taking clothes off can let up some heat. Though I enjoy hot, so weâll have to make up for the loss of heat somehow.â
The quarterback slid his hand down his bare torso. "I guess I could lose the shorts," he teased. "You, however, are wearing far too much. I could easily think of some fun ways to warm you up."
âYou are so right,â she nodded with a smirk. Megan pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in panties and bare chested. She worked at his shorts too, loosening them and pulling them down.