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Knock! Knock! Knock!

Not everyone was here since their muscles and cunts were sore, like Lady Shiva and Ivy, so he decided to open the door himself.

What awaited him was the legendary blonde chick of the Justice League—Black Canary. Literally in the flesh, completely nude, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

“Hello there,” Aaron greeted, a hand on the doorframe, massive dong just hanging there.

Dinah's breath hitched. Her eyes attempted to keep eye contact but failed. She glanced, got a long look at his phallus, and went back. She cleared her throat, a hand in her hip. "The mayor wants to see you."

"Oh? The mayor?"

"Mayor Circe," Dinah clarified.

"Where's Oliver?"

"With the mayor."

Both of them were silent, vividly recalling his manhood. Comparing it to Aaron would be a total joke. The gap in size spoke for itself.

Dinah came in close, a hand on his chest, and said, "Look, Oliver might not have the biggest cock in the world but it's good enough for me. I married him for a reason."

"I didn't say anything."

"Whatever." Dinah turned and walked away. Her glorious ass was just begging to be slapped. Still, she walked fast. Aaron followed.

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!

Hearing his cock slap against thigh, Dinah promptly slowed down her pace to match his.

"Not gonna comment?" Aaron teased.

"I have a husband," Dinah replied, arms under her tits. "There's only one penis I think of."

"Fair enough."

Walking through the nude beach with the Black Canary was a privilege. Eyes followed them—the idealized representations of the male and female physique. A flaccid cock over nine inches long, hanging between his legs. Big gravity defying tits and a wonderful set of ass cheeks.

Aaron's ego inflated with pride as people stared at them, their mouths gaping open in awe. He couldn't deny the boost to his confidence, but there was always a part of him that hesitated.

"Wow, you’re Black Canary!" Dinah turned around slowly, giving her hips an eye-catching sway that accentuated every curve. It was a woman and her husband, attractive in their own right but outclassed by the sculptures that were Dinah and Aaron. "Can I have a picture? My husband is taking the picture."

Aaron stepped aside. However, to his surprise, the woman beckoned him over. “You’re her new boyfriend, right?” A glance to his cock. “You should join us.”

“Not her boyfriend,” Aaron corrected.

“I have a husband,” Dinah quickly added.

"That’s okay," the woman said. Sighing, he joined them, going in between. Aaron in the middle, Dinah to the left, and the grinning woman to the right, all the while her husband took several shots of the three.

“Cheese,” the husband said, eyes dead. He had something of an acorn dick so compared to Aaron it was incredibly humiliating.

“Thank you!” After thanking them, the woman returned to her husband, although not without glancing over her shoulder to get one last peek at his member.

“Let’s keep going,” Dinah murmured. Aaron agreed.