He lift Harry off the ground and pound her in the air

Dudley with his immense boxer strength lifts Harry off the ground, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He positions the head of his cock at her wet entrance, teasing her clit with the tip. Harry gasps, her nails digging into his shoulders, begging for him to fill her up. He smirks, savoring the moment before plunging into her tight pussy. The sudden intrusion makes Harry's eyes roll back in pleasure, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips.

The room echoes with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as Dudley fucks her in midair, her body bouncing with every powerful thrust. Harry's breasts jiggle with the rhythm, her nipples stiff and sensitive, brushing against his chest. Her juices coat Dudley's cock, making it slick and easy for him to slide in and out of her. She tightens her legs around him, her pussy muscles clenching around him as she tries to get every inch of his length.

Her ass cheeks recoiling with every powerful thrust, Harry's body felt like it was on fire, the sensation of Dudley's cock stretching her pussy to its limits almost too much to handle. She could feel her orgasm building, her toes curling in anticipation. Dudley's muscles bulged and flexed as he held her in place, his hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm. His eyes bore into hers, watching her face contort in ecstasy.

Dudley's hands roamed over her body, squeezing her ass and playing with her clit as he fucked her. Harry's moans grew louder, her hips meeting his every thrust with a passionate counter move. The scent of their combined arousal filled the room, mixing with the faint aroma of sweat and the heady scent of power. Dudley's grip on her tightened, his strokes growing faster and deeper.

The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming for Harry. Her body felt like it was being torn apart and remade with every plunge of Dudley's cock. Her breathing grew ragged, her eyes never leaving his as she whispered, "Fuck me harder, Dudley. Make me cum." The raw need in her voice spurred him on, his strokes becoming more erratic, more ****.

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