Without question, Luna let down her bun, spilling golden locks that fell to her mid-back, then pulled her pretty little floral dress over her head. Her slender body with her B-cup tits, their pretty pink nipples pointed up at Harry, were a sight to behold. Her pussy had a faint rectangle of blonde hair above it, while her pussy lips, bright pink and engorged as thick as he had ever seen, were completely soaked. Her juices coated her thighs, some even dripping onto the floor.
"Doesn't she look luscious?" Madam Pince asked, jacking Harry more forcefully.
"Yes," Harry admitted. Wearing only her knee-high socks and black shoes, Luna was the very definition of luscious.
"You have no idea what this girl is capable of, what I've made her into. I don't think she's aware either, but trust me, today we'll both find out," Madam Pince whispered to Harry, punctuating her sentences with kisses to his neck that drove him wild.
"Madam Pince?" Luna asked.
"Yes?"
"Can I... can I suck him? Please? Pretty please?" Luna asked, her voice full of need.
"No. Right now, you're just going to kneel there and watch," Madam Pince said.
"But you can cum for me, my little slut in training. Cum for me right now" Madam Pince said, her breath hot against Harry's neck while his cock was close to bursting.
"I am, I am, I'M CUMMING! I'M CUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG!" Luna wailed.
Her body was wracked by a powerful orgasm as she started to fingerfuck herself into oblivion, a flood of juices splashing on the floor around her fingers.
"Fuck!" Harry grunted at the sight as Madam Pince coaxed his own orgasm free and the first shot splashed against Luna's face, into her wide open, moaning mouth. Madam Pince was an expert at aiming, though, making sure the next two massive shots similarly hit her mouth and chin, one glancing off her cheek and hitting her glasses, while several more landed on her tits, cum rolling down her stomach, some of it even making it all the way down to her pussy while she still fingerfucked herself.
Madam Pince kept coaxing Harry still jacking him off until his flow began to sputter, the last few drops squeezing out onto her hand.
Once Harry was completely drained, Madam Pince stepped out from behind Harry, licking his cum off of her hand.
"I don't know what lesson you were teaching, but I like it," Harry admitted.
"A simple, but often hard discovered lesson, that the first time a boy cums will often be the shortest. That sometimes, in order to maximize your enjoyment, you'll need to get him off first, then get him going again for the main event," Madam Pince said.
"I can do that," Luna said, looking at the cum all over her in awe, running her fingers through it, licking some of them off rapturously.
"That has yet to be seen, but I have faith in you," Madam Pince said.
Harry stepped out of his pants and Madam Pince grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him over toward a couch.
"Luna, take one of the towels from the box and clean yourself up. I'm going to spend some time getting better acquainted with Harry. Once you're clean, I expect you to come right over here so we can continue your lessons," Madam Pince said, getting an approving coo from Luna.
Madam Pince tossed Harry onto the couch and sat down next to him. She was still fully clothed and Harry was still naked, and right now Harry wasn't sure she could've been any hotter.
She inched her short skirt higher, revealing more of her stockinged legs, then her creamy inner thighs, then uncontested proof that Luna wasn't the only one around here who didn't wear panties. A dark patch of hair framed thick, juicy lips and an intoxicating aroma Harry knew he wanted to become more familiar with.
"Care to show me what you are capable of?" Madam Pince asked.
"With pleasure," Harry said, reaching between her thighs and running his fingers up and down her wet slit. Madam Pince groaned approvingly as Harry explored her folds, applying pressure to her clit with his thumb and running light circles around it.
"Not a bad beginning," she said, undoing the buttons of her sweater one at a time, revealing her body and her massive bra-clad tits to Harry when she was done.
"Wow," Harry said as she tossed the sweater aside.
"Wow is right," she replied. Harry kept fingering her, enjoying the sounds she made, the way it made her body writhe with pleasure. Leaning back onto the couch, she rubbed her hands over her body, her hips rocking in time with his fingers.
"Would you like to see my tits?" she asked, rubbing the pronounced bumps through the black fabric of her bra. Harry nodded. She said, "Then come here."
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