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Chapter #18: Fun with Daphne, part III.

Harry couldn’t believe it, the blonde was a bombshell, and she wanted him, to think that something like this would happen was a crazy concept for the dark-haired wizard and yet, there he was, being led by her before being pushed to the bed, she was looking at him with desire, and he was looking at her in the same way.

“Are you ready, Harry?” She asked as she sat on his lap.

Harry couldn’t stop himself from nodding. This caused the older witch to smirk before she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. The older witch wasn’t losing time because she was also accommodating his cock so she could sit on it.

“Do it, Harry,” she purred in a low tone. “Get inside me!” She asked with a look full of desire.

“Well, if that’s what you want, then I guess I'd better give you what you need, love,” Harry told the older witch.

She felt chills run down her spine after being called “love” by Harry. She had missed that; it seems like he has always been smooth, but for some reason, he’s been hiding his talents. However, as long as she gets to enjoy said talents, she doesn’t mind.

“Here I go!” He finally declared, and soon, he entered her pussy.

The older woman couldn’t help but release a loud moan as she felt him inside her. This was incredible; it was just like she was used to. Harry’s cock had always made her feel good, but this was ridiculous; she thought it was going to be difficult for the younger man to make her feel good.

She couldn’t be more wrong, even if she wanted to. The kiss between her pussy and his cock was like two good friends meeting again after so long; her pussy had missed his cock ever since he died, and she thought no man would ever make her feel the same as he did with his meat rod.

She was right in a sense because the only man capable of making her feel similarly to the Harry from the future was his younger version, her pussy was made for his cock, it took her a while but she finally realized that no man would ever replace Harry, it doesn’t matter if it’s the future or the younger version, it seems like her body doesn’t care which version fucks her as long as it's Harry.

The ages might be different, but Harry was still Harry, the things that made him what he was and the person that she fell in love with were the same; nothing of that changed, in fact, because of that, she couldn’t stop herself from moaning louder and louder.

“Fuck… Harry… I love it, this is amazing!” She said between moans.

Harry couldn’t stop himself from burying his face between her amazing tits. This was getting out of control, and yet, he was loving every second of it. He wanted more, and she was in the same state as he was.

“I love the way your pussy is wrapping all around my cock… You’re squeezing me dry, Daph!” Harry told her without a hint of shame.

And to say she was happy to hear those words would be the understatement of the century, because of what he said, the older woman couldn’t help but capture his lips, Harry was surprised because that’s what he planned to do but it seems like she took the initiative on her own, not that he minded though, so, as soon as he recovered and got back to reality, he kissed her back.

There was no gentleness in the kiss, pure desire. They were expressing their feelings through this kiss that was full of passion; they couldn’t believe that something would feel as good as this, and as the kiss continued to get more passionate, Daphne’s movements became more intense.

She went from slowly moving to jumping up and down on his cock. She didn’t want to reach her orgasm very fast, but she was feeling way too good, so taking things calmly had become quite the challenge for the older blonde. She wanted more; she didn’t care about the consequences; she had already been ruined for other men.

No one could make her feel as good as Harry. It took her a while to realize that fact, but now that she’s back in the past and she's doing it with a previous version of the man she loved, she knew there was no other way; she was his, and the most surprising thing was that she didn’t mind belonging to him at all.

Harry, on the other hand, didn’t waste time; he helped Daphne increase the movements of her hips, and he was also slapping her cheeks from time to time. Every time he did it, the older blonde couldn’t help but smirk; the older Harry rarely did stuff like that.

His younger version was more open to experimentation, and she was loving this; it was a new side of Harry she wasn’t aware existed, and yet, she had zero complaints about it. She needed more, so she started to jump up and down on his cock more intensely.

“Ah… Fuck… This is amazing, Harry… Don’t stop!” She begged as she interrupted the kiss.

“Never Daph… I’m going to give you more of that, don't worry about it!” He declared with a triumphant expression.

She was curious about what he was planning to do now. She was surprised when he decided to change positions, but still, his cock never abandoned her pussy, something that she appreciated, and soon, out of nowhere, she was now on all fours.

“I want to fuck your ass, Daphne… Would you let me?” He asked with a curious expression.

Her tits were amazing, but he was also mesmerized by her huge rear. The blonde couldn’t believe she would hear those words so soon. The day he died, she was planning to finally have anal sex with him. It seems like no matter the universe, Harry still knew what he wanted, and she was more than eager to help him achieve his dreams.

“Yes… Do it, Harry… Fuck my ass!” She declared, knowing fully well that this was going to be interesting to say the least.

Harry was beaming, he couldn’t believe he heard those words, fucking her huge ass was a dream come true, so, he was a bit nervous; however, he soon changed holes, he got out of Daphne’s pussy, and little by little, he started to insert his cock inside her little hole.

“Ah… This is… I love it!” Harry declared.

He was loving the tightness, as for Daphne, she was slowly getting used to his cock getting buried inside her ass; she was feeling so much pleasure that she couldn’t stop herself from moaning.

“Fuck… I love the way you feel, Daphne… It’s so tight!” He told the blonde, who just smirked.

“You can move faster, if you want to!” She encouraged him.

Soon, she felt him getting harder inside her; it seemed like he was truly interested in making her feel better.

“Can I? Thank you!” Harry declared with a huge grin.

“Yes… Do it, Harry… Move!” Daphne encouraged him.

Soon, he was moving slowly, but the speed started to increase until the sound of their skins clashing was heard, and the moans she was letting out were like music to Harry’s ears.