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Suddenly, Peter felt very hot. Diana had taken his tool between her lips and just like that, was sucking at it, the experience blowing away all the satiated soreness of having come in Zatanna and bringing his full arousal roaring back.

Peter’s manhood twitched; he felt like he was losing control. He gritted his teeth together and refused to allow himself to come within seconds of Diana wrapping her lips around him.

But it was hard work, trying to keep from letting her milk his cum out of him. For such a classy lady, Diana was giving him one of the best blowjobs he’d ever had. She was virtually torturing his semen out of him, in the best possible way.

“I’m thirsty, Peter,” Diana cooed, her hot breath as she spoke its own kind of torment on his overheated, spit-slick erection. “But don’t strain yourself. Don’t fight me. If I wanted to make you come, I could do it anytime I wanted. Just relax and enjoy. All I want to do is thank you…”

“Thought Zatanna already thanked me…” Peter groaned. As so many supervillains had noted, he never had learned to keep his mouth shut.

Diana smiled against his burgeoning cockhead. “She rewarded you for saving the city. Now I’m going to thank you for making her come so hard.”

“And what’s… she gonna do… after I pump your mouth full of cum?”

Diana had her mouth stuffed full of his member again, but her eyes slanted to Zatanna. Zatanna met her gaze and giggled wickedly. Peter had a feeling that old saying would prove true: no good deed goes unpunished.

And he always had been a glutton for punishment.

Diana changed tactics, no longer sucking but biting gently on his girthy shaft. Then suddenly she was sucking again. Now Peter couldn’t deny her, couldn’t hold back. But before he came, Diana’s mouth gaped wide open and she swallowed his entire length, taking it in just as he spurted, his cum pumping right down her throat.

Diana gurgled happily, feeling an excess of semen sloshing in her mouth and warming its way down her gullet. She moaned at the taste. Even without having made Zatanna come all over his cock, Peter was delicious.

She let the base of his shaft slip out of her lips and wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing to keep him from gushing anymore. Peter lay there, feeling half-dead, wondering what Diana had in store for him. When he found out, it was instant gratification.

With Diana’s fingers barely collaring Peter’s raging erection, she gestured to Zatanna with her free hand. The magician dutifully followed Diana’s gestures, seeing from the look in Diana’s eyes what the Amazon wanted her to do. She straddled Peter in perfect lock-step as Diana popped her mouth off his cockhead, hunching down until her small asshole was in place to be guided down onto Peter’s cockhead by Diana.

Peter felt his tip penetrate into Zatanna’s tiny opening and then Diana let go of his cock, allowing it to spill needfully into Zatanna’s eager ass. His milky cum lubricated the tight hole, letting Zatanna slide smoothly down onto his massively erect tool.

Zatanna took over then, riding up and down, up and down, like she was bucking on a horse, only she was being ridden as much as riding, Peter’s big cock firm and strong and going into her asshole so deeply that she could almost feel it in her stomach.

The harder she rode him, the more pressure she felt building up inside of her. Finally, she couldn’t stand it any longer. Zatanna went catatonic, all the energy in her body spent on pleasure. She submitted to her climax, trembling and twitching, her mouth wide open but unable to make a sound. Yet the ecstasy she was feeling radiated from her well-fucked expression.

Lying under her, Peter felt like her tight little rectum was trying to make him hold in his ejaculation again, as Diana had. It clenched and relaxed spasmodically, drawing out his orgasm until her sphincter was practically milking his cum deep into Zatanna’s bowels. Then, feeling his prick flex weakly with nothing left to give, Zatanna slid off of him. His cock shrunk back to limpness and Zatanna laid down beside him, opposite Diana, who threw an arm across Peter’s chest.

“Nothing like sisterhood, is there, Peter?” the Amazon asked.

“I don’t know, I think it was the manhood that really hit the spot,” Zatanna quipped between gasps.

Peter could say nothing at all, only pat his head against theirs in loving approval while he tried to regain his breath.