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Black Canary had the day off, which meant only one thing-
POP
The cork on her wine bottle flew across her apartment as she let it breathe… for a second. Then she quickly poured herself a glass, it was the day after father's day and she had every intention to sit on her sweet shortstacked ass and drink a good vintage. "Haaah…" wearing loose black shorts and a loose white t-shirt which wasn't so loose on her big tits, she wiggled to her couch and sat down… "Haaah…" she sighed again, putting the glass to her red lips and taking a long swig… quickly drinking all of it and refilling.
Again, she had the day off, she could drink as much as she wanted and not give a SHIT. She picked up a book resting on her coffee table and opened it with one hand to her bookmarked page. Brielle had loaned her some sort of period romance novel about a Confederate soldier and Yankee spy in the Civil War… It wasn't Yaoi, or anything, but it was definitely historically inaccurate.
She got through her first glass in record time, sped a little less quickly through the second, and was savoring the third… when a loud knock rattled her door. She frowned, looking at the door, before going back into her book with the full intent to ignore it on her day off… but the door rattled again.
Time: 10:34 AM. Place: Gotham (Black Canary's Apartment)
"Hey, I know you're home. I saw your car." She growled like an angry dog, snapping her book shut and almost slamming it and her wine glass on the table as she got to her feet. Approaching her front door, she swung it open to reveal her downstairs neighbor, Samson' or 'Sam' as she often called him… she wasn't entirely sure of his real name…
The guy was built like a hulking brute, which made sense; he was a part-time stripper and part-time bodybuilder, and he was only popular in one of those fields. She often used him as a male model and, when she had a few, a fucking dildo… one of those wasn't as often as the other. Just like her, he was wearing a T-shirt that might be too tight on him, showing his rippling musculature… She was three glasses of wine in, so she was staring at the abs. "I'm not painting today, Sam," she said, peeling her gaze away to his handsome and hairless head.
"Even better," he reached into his shorts pocket and produced a key. "Listen, can you apartment sit for me?" he asked as she scowled at him.
"...Why? You don't have pets or even plants," she said as he grinned, his pearly whites flashing at her.
"Today I do," he joked as she frowned.
"What, are you babysitting?"
"Kinda," he replied as she sighed.
"SAM get to the fucking point or fuck off." he sighed, Black Canary was such a bitch sometimes.
"My old man is visiting for Father's Day weekend, and by that I mean my sister dropped him off here and went to go on some work trip." he shrugged, "...Dad ain't all there, can you just watch him for a while? I got a job in Metropolis that I need to do. Should be back by nightfall."
"Do I look like a fucking care nurse?"
"If you were, you'd be popular," he replied sarcastically. "Look, he just watches TV all day, just make sure he eats something," he said as she scowled, "I'll owe you one," he added as she rolled her beautiful blue eyes. "...and a hundred bucks," he declared as she groaned, clearly, he was desperate.
"Fine," she said, and he handed her his key. "What's his name?"
"Dion." Samson said, "Just call him Pops, and like I said, he ain't all there, he'd probably think you're a professional." She was, technically, just not in the traditional sense. She went back into her apartment as he watched her huge breasts jiggling. She downed her wineglass, grabbed her book, and walked out of her apartment, locking the door behind her as he led her back to his apartment…
She's never been inside it before, usually he comes to her place when she wants to paint, or fuck. He opened his door back up, and she was oddly surprised by how clean it was… walking into the living room, she spotted an empty couch and a full armchair in front of a plasma TV currently playing an old western movie…
The man in the armchair had a bald head like his son's, but only on the top; there was a snowy white ring of short curly hair around his head and a full, neatly trimmed beard. He looked like what Samson WILL look like if he ever stops working out for his job… with a huge, heavyset cut like a beach ball rising and slowly falling in a striped sweater vest… he oddly reminded her of an old sitcom dad she used to watch.
"Pop," Samson said, approaching him. he didn't look away from the TV. "This is my friend and neighbor. She's going to keep an eye on you until I get back," he said as the old man finally peeled his gaze away from the TV to look at his son, then at Black Canary, who was letting her attention wander as Samson whispered a few things to him. Noticing a home gym in the corner of the room… "Alright, Pop. I'll be right back," he said, as his father turned his gaze away from Black Canary and back to the TV. "...See? Easy job. Just make him something later, like a bowl of cereal."
"Fine." She said as Samson walked about his house. Black Canary glanced at Dion, watching him curiously as he kept his gaze on the TV… she was about to write him off, moving to the couch to sit down, as she saw his eyes flick back to her. Catching her gaze, he stared at her again, she cocked an eyebrow but said nothing as he let his eyes slowly move back to the TV. She sat her sweat shortstacked ass on the couch and popped open her book. "I'll be back by nightfall." Samson said, "Dinner's on me," he added as Black Canary waved a lazy hand. "Bye, pop."
"MMn…" the old man just mumbled in response, smacking his lips. Samson sighed sadly and shut the door behind him. Black Canary sat on the couch and read her book… saying nothing and listening to the gunfire and hooting of the old cowboy movie.
Of course, then nature began to call. She snapped her book shut, watching the TV for a second, then Dion, who hadn't really moved, she stood up, and his eyes leveled onto her again, even if the rest of him was unmoving. She stared him in the eyes, pensively studying him, but once again said nothing as she walked around him and into Samson's apartment to find the bathroom. She entered and dropped her pants, sitting on the toilet to do her business and glancing through Samson's reading material…
Mostly porn mags, how unsurprising…
10 minutes later, she flushed, got up, washed up, and returned to the living room only to find the TV was fuzzy… "What the hell?" she blinked as Dion remained unmoving, the picture twitching in and out with a fuzzy screen… she didn't think Plasma TVs did that nowadays…" she knocked hard on the TV to no reaction. "...Hah." she approached it, and standing between Dion and the TV she smacked at it, but it only seemed to make it work, then bent over to look behind it… Instantly, she saw the problem. Some of the wires were loose…
She frowned and plugged them securely back in. Before standing up and turning around to look at Dion… his eyes moving from her ass to her face. As her eyes narrowed at him suspiciously, then glanced down at his crotch and the obvious bulge in his pants… something he shared with his son. She was three glasses of wine in; if he wasn't a half-invalid, she'd probably take his pants off.
She turned around slowly as the western channel continued to play. She approached the old man, staring into his eyes as he kept his face neutral, staring at her as she bent over and let her big breasts sway right in front of him. Looking deep into his eyes… There was something there. "...If I didn't know better, I'd say you were a dirty old man playing tricks," she said softly, subtly pushing her big breasts together with her upper arms. "...It's a shame you're like this. Because if you wanted to play tricks, I'd have a few to turn…" she noted simply, and hey, she made a joke. Soon standing upright and glancing down at his increasingly twitching cock. "...Wouldn't be the first time I took care of an old man's needs…"
Which was true.
She stared at him for a second as he focused on her… the bulge in his pants growing increasingly as she flicked her gaze away from his eyes and to his cock, at least 10 inches from the look of it… she licked her lips before her eyes looked back at his face and at an EXACT second later his eyes moved to look into her eyes. They HAD been staring at her tits…
…Okay. Now she was POSITIVE. She pulled her hands up to her big blonde tits, and squeezed them. "...If you admit to me right now you're faking it I'll take my shirt off," she said suddenly, she wasn't entirely sure of it herself, but she just had a feeling in her gut… which admittedly might be the wine and a desire to fuck a big ass dick-
"Fine, you got me. What gave it away?"
"Fucking KNEW IT!" she shouted triumphantly, pointing at Dion as he shifted himself, scratching his belly and completely going from dementia addled invalid to a horny old man in a heartbeat, mostly because he was throwing off the disguise not putting one on. "For one thing? You were focused on THESE a bit to much." she said, playing with her tits absently, "And another? You had to really work the TV cords, they don't just fall out."
"Works on the nurses with my TV." he mumbled. "...It's an old ass TV."
"Why the FUCK are you pretending to be catatonic?" Black Canary asked indignantly as he scoffed.
"...Some of the nurses my daughter hired gave me a bad feeling. So I pretended to be loosing my mind and caught some of them doing shit when they thought nobody was watching…" he shrugged, "After awhile it just sort of stuck." he stared at her, "...There was some talk about them titties coming out?" he grinned lecherously, it sounded like a pervy old man joke, like he didn't think she was being serious- "DAMN!" Black Canary immediately yanked off her shirt, her huge breasts bouncing enticingly on her chest as she rested her hands on her waist and shook her torso, making them dance. "Look at them titties!" he squirmed in his chair as his cock throbbed in his pants, he licked his lips.
She rested her hands beneath them, lifted them, and squeezed before letting them drop back firmly on her chest as she smirked smugly at him. "Don't let anyone say I'm not a woman of my word…"
"Damn girl you should sell them puppies…" he declared as smirked.
"I do," she replied confidently as Dion's gaze flicked from her nipples to her face, and a new look crossed his features as he smiled lecherously.
"...Do you?"
"MMn-hmmn."
"How much?"
"More than you probably have in your wallet," she said, the conversation quickly escalating in a rapid-fire way, all she had to do was stand there topless, and she was quickly winning said conversation.
"I got a lot in my wallet, I got a hell of a lot more in my pants," he declared confidently as her gaze went to his pants… and once again: Three Wine glasses in. "Why don't you bring those pretty white tits to my lips?" he said, curling a finger at her as she licked her lips. "Give me a treat."
…Fuck it. She might as well give the old man a ride. It's probably his last…
She contemplated that thought, then brushed her wavey blonde hair out of her face and walked towards him, sliding onto his lap as he growled excitedly, already reaching for her huge tits, his hands wrapping around them. "Give me these titties!" he grinned eagerly, sinking his hands into her tit-flesh, Black Canary moaned as he opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around her right nipple. "Mmwah!" Popping off, he licked her areola and chuckled. "Mmn! White girl titties! Delicious!" he then did the same for the other, sucking and licking on her nipples in turn as she rolled her hips subtly on his lap, rubbing up on his cock as he giggled like a schoolboy, bouncing them playfully together to clap before his eyes before burying his face into them. "MMn!" he pulled his hands away, motorboating her titties as they slid down and into the front and back of her shorts, finding her holes easily before prodding them.
"Mother-fucker…" she moaned sultrily, "Those aren't my tits…"
"Girl you are hungry for dark chocolate, don't you lie to me," he growled playfully, sucking on her nipples again, both of them together as Black Canary moaned and they slipped from his mouth. "I saw it in your eyes…" he sucked longingly on both of her nipples again, fingering her holes as he pulled away with a pop. "...Speaking of, I want to see yours at a lower angle…" he chured his fingers in and out of her for a few more moments, then pulled his hands free, gripping her tits again. "...Why don't you get down there and help me out of my clothes?"
"You're a dirty fucking old man," she growled, but his cock vibrated against her as she slid off his lap.
"And you're a sexy ass white girl, now let's do what comes naturally to us." he suddenly stood up with her, yanking his wallet from his pocket and putting it on a side table by the chair. Standing with her chest against his sweater as he fiddled with his trousers. "Give me them lips," he ordered, grabbing her face and shoving his wide tongue into her mouth possesively as she fiddled with his pants, and pulled them off his body before dropping to her knees, taking his around his ankles as his big black dick shot towards her face, narrowly missing it and sliding against her cheek.
"Haah…" she gasped softly as it throbbed against her face, her hand slowly sliding onto it, stroking up and down as she rubbed it against her cheek.
"Biggest dick you ever had?" he grinned cheekily as she ran her tongue slowly on it, "Fuck…" he growled as she rested her lips on his tip.
"No," she admitted bluntly before sliding her lips over the glans and down his meat.
"What? SHIT…" he moaned as she began bobbing her head up and down, his hands lowering to her wavey blonde hair, holding tightly onto it as her fist twisted and squirmed around the base of his shaft, sloppily slurping up and down. "Oh fuck baby girl. Oh!" he pushed his hips towards her bobbing face as the slurps and glucks of her throat echoed over the western show, hooting and hollering as if cheering on her blowjob. "You suck a MEAN dick don't you?"
"Mmn hmmn!" she moaned, pulling off his cock, and spitting spitfully onto it, rubbing her saliva into his skin with double fist pumping action. "I'm real good as sucking FUCKING cock…" she growled before wrapping her lips back around him. "Mmgh! Mmgh! Mmgh!"
"Oh OH-fuck baby!" she threw her face into his gut, burying his shaft into her throat as he roared, "God DAMN…" holding the back of her head as her throat contracted around his big black dick, her nose in his snowy white pubic hairs as she hooked her hands onto and fondled his heavy hanging sack.
"Mmgh! Mmn! Mmn!!" Sucking like Jackie after a milkshake shortage Dion flopped back onto his chair, legs spread, and Black Canary sucking away at his cock as her eyes gazed up at him, watering slightly as he hissed.
"You look real good with my dick in yo mouth baby, but them titties are big enough, so why don't you use them. Oooh…" he growned through clenched teeth as she buried her face into his crotch and shook her head like a dog with a bone, soon shooting back up his shaft and gasping for air, strings of saliva sticking from her lips to his dick as she licked them.
"Dirty. Old. Man," she repeated simply, before cupping her big breasts in her hand and catching his throbbing member between them. Covering her nipples she lifted them up and down, slowly, steadily, stroking his cock with her massively soft tits as his tip wiggled and oozed his pre-cum, he groaned and moaned happily under her titty massage.
"Ooh! Oh! Fuck…" he growled, writhing in the chair as Black Canary worked, bouncing and slapping her tits on his lap over and over, tightly hugging his cock between them as she ran her tongue up and down the top of his cock like it was a popsicle she was trying to desperately eat before it melted…
She was too late, it was melting between her big tits.
"You want to shoot a fucking load all over these fat tits?" she snarled at him, moving them faster and faster.
"Hell yeah…" he groaned, his cock pulsating between her huge breasts as she licked her lips.
"Yeah? Make a goddamn mess for me to clean up? Mother fucking old dick! Hold it! Hold that fucking load!" she snarled as he roared his imminent climax, her tits were too tight and her lips were too warm. "Mother fucker!" she wrapped her lips around his tip, and glared at him knowingly as he roared again. His cock pulsated visibly, pumping his wad into her mouth like she just struck oil between her tits. "Mmgh! Mmmn…" a small trickle of his jizz escape from the corner of her lips as she pulled away, then slurped it up. "Mmn… Ah…" she gasped, opening her mouth after swallowing a huge load…
His cock hung half erect between her lips, "God damn girl!" he growled happily as she licked his glans, gazing at him while alternatingly rubbing her tits on him. Up and down went righty and lefty as his cock steadily rose again. "Oooh… Whatever god made you're sweet ass was making you for black dick…"
She spat on his cock spitefully, "Fuck you." she said simply as his cock twitched.
"...I was hoping for it," he said, licking his lips hungrily before reaching for his wallet and actually pulling out a magnum-sized condom. "Got a love-glove right here for you. Don't want to ruin that perfect body with no babies, especially my babies…"
Black Canary stared at his condom pass the shadow of his girthy erect dick. "You're lucky I'm fucking horny…" she declared sultrily beforee standing up and pushing her shorts down to the floor and kicking them aside daintily.
"MMn!" he licked his lips at the sight of her slippery slit, a trail of arousal confirming her horniness as it oozed down her right thigh. "Put it on for daddy," he said, holding his condom out to her as she snatched it from her hand.
"Don't make this fucking weird. You're not my 'daddy'," she said firmly, before ripping the condom open with her teeth like an animal.
"Whatever, baby girl, just get on it… oooh…" his cock shivered as she peeled the magnum condom down his cock. "MMGH! Get on it!" he grinned excitedly as she climbed onto the chair, resting her feet beside the arms around him, squatting over his cock as she kissed his condom covered tip with her pussy, pushing her big breasts into his face as he fondled them.
"Oooh… FUCK." Black Canary slid her pussy down his fucking cock, feeling it impale her like a spear as it slid deeper and deeper inside. "FUCK!" she sat on his lap as he continued fondling her big tits in his face. "Oh! OH! OH! SHIT!!" she howled, grabbing the back of the couch and throwing her lower body up and down, riding him like she was one of the men in the western behind her, riding that horse(dick) hard. "Mmgh! Ah! Ah!!" tongue lolling and eyes rolling she slammed down onto his big dick, feeling it bulge and throbbing inside her. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!" she threw herself back onto his lap, hands in her blonde hair as she pushed her tits towards him straddling his lap. But Dion grabbed her waist, and jerked her up and down harder, faster, slamming his cock up into her body as she howled. "Haah! Ah!"
"God damn this pussy is TIGHT…" he slammed up into her, pulling her down onto his cock over and over, her big breasts swinging up and down. "Feels so damn good, girl!" clenching his teeth and pounding up into her. "NNgh-FUCK…"
"Give! Me! That! Fucking! COCK!!" BLack Canary howled her orgasm, "Oooooh!!" head rolling back and gyrating her shivering body on his cock as he kept her bouncing up and down, "AH! AH! AH!"
"Tight! Fucking TIGHT GIRL!!" slamming her down on his lap, "Gonna!" lifting her, and repeating, "Bust! A fucking! NUT!!" burying his cock into her, he smack her ass cheeks with both hands, grabbing at her tits and pulling them onto his face. "Ride! RIDE GIRL!"
"AHah! Aah!!" She grabbed onto the chair again, riding him like it was a horse race. "Aah! AAah! AAH!!"
"FUUUUCK!!" he groaned into her chest, pulling her down onto his cock, getting balls deep into her body as she felt his condom blowing up like a literal ballon inside her. "Oh fuck! FUCK…" he gasped, holding her sweaty body on top of him… which only made him sweatier he was wearing a SWEATER. "Ooooh…" he shuddered, "you fucking sexy THING you…" he smacked his hands onto her ass, squeezing her cheeks fondly as his cock twitched… it had admitedly softened, but just barely… still bulging against her tight vaginal walls as she gasped for breath and slowly lifted her lower body off his cock. Her slippery pussy gripping to the rubber as it opened and gasped out a huge ballon full of his dick juice.
"FUCK me…" she gasped, grabbing at the rubber desperately clinging to his dick as the heavy ballon filled end threatened to slip off and exploded like a water balloon on the ground. It snapped off his cock as she held it. "...Been a while, huh?"
"Last time was my favorite nurse. She got fired…" he said, squeezing her tits again as she tied up the condom and carefully put it on the floor by the chair, sitting on Dion's lap now, his limp dick resting between her ass cheeks as she pushed her tits against his face. "How about you come home with me and be my new favorite?" he growled, sucking on her nipples.
"Fuck off old man…" she cooed, her pussy quivering as he began rubbing his fingers against her holes. "Mmmn…" She pushed firmly against his face with her breasts, trying to smother him as he groaned.
"...Fuck it. This body is too good." he declared, smacking her ass lightly. "...Come on, girl, let's take this to the bedroom."
"Bedroom?" she scoffed, getting off him and lightly rubbing his increasingly limp dick as he stood up and yanked off his sweater. "Fuck of,." she repeated, absently stroking him to no positive response. At least right away… but then Dion reached into his wallet again and pulled out a tiny baggie with what looked like a little pink heart pill, barely bigger than the tip of her pinky. "The hell is that?" she asked as he opened the bag with his teeth, his other hand was squeezing her ass.
He stuck out his tongue and poured the pill onto his mouth before sucking it in and swallowing.
"Just a little farewell gift from that Nurse…" he then began leading her deeper into the apartment as his cock rose erectly like a dowsing rod. "One part-energy drink, one part-Viagra… And wholly a good time. Now come here, shortstack!"
"Oooh!" he grabbed at her ass, lifting her from the floor and burying his face back into her titties as he carried her into the closest bedroom. "Oh!" he threw her onto the bed, her breasts bouncing wildly on her chest as he crawled after her, his cock poking betweent them immediatly as he grabbed on and pushed them together, immediately thrusting in and out. "AH! AH… Fucker…" she laughed, gasping as he kept throwing his hips back and forth.
"Ooh! Ooh! Fucking fast acting!" he grinned, "Come on! Oh! YEAH!!" throwing his hips back and forth against her huge tits, rubbing her nipples against his gut while he stroked his dick good and hard with her tits. "AH…" ripping it free of their binding he clambered down her body, spreading her legs, "You wore a condom last-TIME! FUCK!!" she gasped as he lifted her lower body and slammed his cock into her.
"I'll! Pull! OUT!!" he roared…
…There was NO fucking way he was pulling out.
"UGH! UGH! FUCK! OH! OH!!" her huge tits swinging wildly as her back arched, "Aah!" Dion slamming and pounding away into her body with abandon, ravaging her silky tight pussy as he held tightly to her waist as if his hips were going to send her flying. "Oh! FUCK! ME!!" Black Canary squealed in orgasm, howling and shaking in convulsions, tightening around Dion's big black dick as he roared his lust.
"Oh! Oh! Oh FUCK yeah! Oh! MMGH!!" grunting and growling, jackhammering her pussy as if doing road work. "Give me! This! BODY!!" he buried his cock into her and grabbed at her breast, dropping his full weight onto her, and driving her pussy HARD.
"HAah! AH! OH GOD!! FUUUUUUUCK!!" she shrieked, another orgasm as Dion increasingly coiled up around her as if being wound up and ready to pop… not entirely untrue. "Mother! FUCKER! OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!"
"YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! FUCK!!"
Dion slammed into her and did exactly what he said he wouldn't do and cum inside. "I need this! I NEED THIS!" he gasped, rolling his hips against her as he dumped his load. "It's what I want! It' what I NEED!" he declared, groaning as his cock pulsated and pumped her full.
"Fucker…" gasped Black Canary, her legs shaking in the air as he rolled his hips. "MMngh!..." gasping as she felt his cock quivering and shivering to a stop, finishing his climax. "...Came inside," she said lazily, more of a statement of fact than actually caring. Her 'chemical cocktail' of birth control was recently renewed, so she was fine. Dion, however, now that he busted inside her, didn't need to hold back anymore. Not that he did in the first place.
"Oh well, the deed is done." he hauled her up onto his body, as he stood on his knees, hands on her ass, "Give me these titties. "He declared, before burying his face into them and lifting her up and down on his still hard cock. "Give me this fucking toys! Ugh! UUGH!!" slamming over and over into Black Canary's silky pussy as she gasped and squealed, his mouth wrapping around her nipples as her toes curled.
"You dirty fucking old man!" hissing her orgasm, "Fucking old bastard! Fuck me! Fuck me like it's the last fucking thing you'll do-FUCK!!" he buried his cock into her, over and over slamming so hard into her body her bones mighty dislocated. "FUCK! AH! FUCK ME!!" she screamed as her breasts bulged against his face. "FUCK ME!!" she whined, squeezing down on his pumping member as it delved up into her shaking body. "UGH! UGH! Fuck me MORE!!" she gasped as he threw his hips into her, 'hopping' to the head of the bed, pinning her to the wall and fucking her agaisnt it. "Ahah! Ah! AH! Ah!!!"
"Ah! AH! Ahh YEAH! FUCK BABY!! Roaring and shrieking like horny animals, grinding and wirhting against each other. "Empty my balls!" his heavy sack clapping against her as he stroked himself in and out of her balls deep, pinning her to the wall with his cock and face in her tits. "Here it cums baby! Here it cums!!"
"Oh! My GOD! I'm CUMMING!!!" she shrieked, "AAAAAH!!" her cry echoing around the room as he buried his cock into her and dump in his cum. "AAAGH!!"
"Oh! Oooh! You fucking SLUT…" gasped Dion happily, her pussy milking out another load as he held tightly to her. "Ugh… haa-ugh…" breathing heavily as she twitched and gasped, writhing pinned up against the wall with his face still in her tits as his cock shivered inside her warm gooey hole.
"Dirty fucking old bastard…" she gasped eventually as he groaned, chuckling, "Asshole ah…" she gasped as he fell backward onto the bed, she straddled his lap, resting her hands on his chest and squeezing her tits together with her upper arms.
"Keep going girl…" he gasped breathlessly, his cock still throbbing inside her gooey slit, cum oozing out of her. "...Keep going that pill is effective for a LONG time." he said as she rolled her hips on his cock, "Oooh yeah…" he sighed as she licked her lips.
"...Don't have a heart attack, old man." she growled before swinging her hips furiously up and down, "Ugh! UGH! OOH!!" throwing her head back and screaming her pleasure.
Time: 7:04 PM. Place: Gotham (Samson's apartment)
"Harder! HARDER mother fucker! FUck me!" Black Canary gasped as Dion held onto her blonde hair, riding her hard from behind. "Fuck me! FUCK ME…" she whined, on her hands and knees, throwing her ass back against his steady thrusts, her ass rippling as his cock delved into her pussy over and over again, he barely pulled out of her all day.
"I know baby!" he replied happily, slamming as hard as he could into her as her tits swung beneath her body. "I'll fuck you all night!" he declared proudly, yanking back hard on her hair.
"Please! Fuck ME!! MORE!!" howled Black Canary, clenching down on his cock, he let go of her hair, and hooked his hands under her neck, "Fuck me fuck me fuck me…" she chanted like a mantra, tongue lolling and gasping in pleasure as she shivered in orgasm, still chanting as her voice got hoarse barely taking a breath, and then she couldn't breath. "FUUUUCK!!" gasping and shrieking in orgasm.
"UGh!" Dion threw his old heavy body forward, throwing her firmly to the bed, "Oh! Oh! OOOOH!!" grunting like an animal, delving into her pussy again and again. "Take! My! NUT!!" he roared, burying his cock into her and gasping for breath, laying on top of her shivering body like it was a massage table. "Haah… haah… sure you don't want to come back with me and be my nurse?"
Black Canary, sore, sticky, and still shaking in orgasm… raised her right hand, and flipped him off. Dion groaned, chuckling he pushed out of her tight, but soaked pussy, rolling over onto his back, cock wobbling in the air. Looking like his happy little pill was finally wearing off. "...Give me them titties… one last time," he said as Black Canary growned, then rolled herself over onto his lap, letting her huge tits wrap around him. "Mmm… your pussy is good." he sighed as she squeezed his shaft. "But these are better."
"Mmn-mmn. Laaah…" running her tongue up and down his cock with her stroking tits as he reached out, gripping her ass and sliding his fingers into her sensative, cum stuffed pussy. "Mmn-aah…" brushing her lips against it as she squeezed, lifted, stroked, and dropped. "Cum already you old fucker…" she ordered as he chuckled jovial, "Shoot that fucking load already I want to shower…" she snarled as he slid his figners in and out, bucking his hips against her slapping breasts.
"Yeah, baby… Oooh…" he sighed, shaking softly as she stroked and stroked. "Ooh… take that shower!" he groaned, bucking his hips, shaking eagerly, proding her pussy. "OOOOH!!"
"Haaah…" she sighed against his twitching cock as rope after meager rope shot into the air and dropped down onto her face and tits… she kept stroking, squeezing out the final dregs of his cum as his cock finally gave up and went completely limp, drooping between her tits and resting on the curve of her right tit, still held between her cleavage until she rolled and pushed up onto her knees.
"God damn." he sighed, "If I die tomorrow I'm leave those tits my estate." he declared as Black Canary pushed her blonde hair out of her now sticky face.
"I'll add you to the list," she said dismissively, "...I'm showering."
"How about a sponge bath? With them titties?" he added excitedly as she scowled at him.
"The only way I'm sponging you with them would be as they are," she then cupped them, and jiggled them, sticky with his load. It was still a tempting offer to be fair, but she didn't wait for his answer. Her wine buzz had long worn off but her pussy didn't want to let go of that dick…
"...Na," he said as she went into Samson's shower and washed herself off… soon so did Dion as she stepped out, dried off, and headed back into the living room to grab her clothes, before realizing that…
"Shit he still needs to eat," she mumbled, and her body and its various fluids were tasty it wasn't exactly nutritious. Luckily, Samson had some TV dinners, which were surprising considering the guy probably eats an entire tub of protein powder daily.
"MMn. Now you're making me dinner." Dion purred as Black Canary frowned at him.
"I was supposed to make sure you eat."
"I ate plenty of pussy." he said as she scowled at him.
"No you didn't," she said, and that was true… no pussy eating, all fucking.
"Yeah, but it's still funny to say."
"Put your clothes on, sit your fat old ass on the chair." she said bluntly as he frowned, "And empty your wallet," she added as he blinked.
"...Wait, seriously?"
"At what point today did you ever think I was kidding?" she noted accurately as he stared at her.
"...Shit," he said finally after a moment of thought.
7 minutes and about 90 dollars richer later, he ate his TV dinner as she read her book, suddenly Dion's phone dinged, and he instantly went limp and his face went neutral, glancing at the TV in a daze as, a few seconds later, the door opened.
Samson walked in, glancing at Black Canary, then his father. "...So… everything good, Jenny?"
Her book snapped shut, and she eyed him coolly. "Oh yeah. We had fun," she said, in her usual bitchy tone. Getting off his couch. "...A barrel of laughs this guy," she said, slapping Samson's chest lightly with the back of his hand. "You owe me dinner. And a hundred bucks, pay up," she declared, holding out her hand as Samson conceded her payment, giving her a crisp hundred. "See you later," she added. "Bye, Pops," she declared, walking out of Samson's apartment as he waved and shut the door behind her.
Samson pressed his ear to the door and heard Jenny heading back upstairs, before turning to his father. "...You're clear." Dion relaxed and smirked at his son, who returned the smile. "Was I right or WHAT, pop?"
"That might be the sweetest piece of white girl pussy this side of the country." Dion laughed happily as Samson chuckled. "Best Father's Day gift ever, Sam." Samson, whose name actually was Sam, winked at his Dad. "Only cost me 90 bucks!" he said as Sam chuckled.
"Cost me a hundred… but told you, Pop. Gotham has the best girls. "Better than Metropolis anyway. Beer?"
"Your sister won't let me have any." Dion said, "So hell yeah I want a beer." he then and his son had a quiet drink together. "...Think you can get her to take care of me tomorrow?" he asked as Sam looked thoughtful. He wasn't sure of Jenny's schedule, but he could see if she was working tomorrow night.
"It might be possible...But it might cost you an arm and a leg," he noted as Dion groaned with a big smile on his face.
"Those titties are WORTH IT." he declared as Sam had to agree… Jenny's tits were definitely worth it.
End