Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Isadora responded by taking his cock out of her mouth, she kept her lips pressed against it along with her tongue. In very slow motions, she moved her mouth up and down his shaft.

Isadora's mouth and tongue were so wet with saliva that her mouth made a slurping sound as she moved her head up and down on his cock. Occasionally, her eyes opened but only to focus on the cock she was working on.

On the fifth of the stroke with her mouth, she let the head slip back into her mouth, taking only the head and perhaps another inch of his shaft, but he was far from disappointed. With her lips locked around his shaft, Isadora had her tongue fluttered over the head of his cock while she sucked gently.

He felt it was the most incredible and amazing feeling he had ever had.

She pulled the head out of her mouth and started the shaft slurping again. He could feel the difference between her lips and tongue, as she loved him with her mouth. He could also feel her sucking gently.

"Damn it feels good!"

She was working every part of his coc. More than that, he realized that it was deliberate. In time past, she made him cum quickly, she was in control.

She was intentionally delaying the culmination. She was prolonging her fun and his orgasm. As he looked down at her face, he could see it. She enjoyed giving him head. At that moment, her eyes snapped open and she looked directly into his as if to correct his statement. In her sky blue eyes, he could see his error, Isadora Lovett absolutely loved giving him a head.

"This is the best blowjob I have ever had."

Upon hearing those words, she smiled at him with her eyes. Then she closed her eyes, moved her mouth down past her hand, and moved her hand up to encircle his cock. As she started slowly stroking his shaft, Isadora sucked his left ball into her mouth. He sat there in awe as he watched he work her mouth over his testicle in the same manner she worked the head of his cock.

The impact was immediate, his cock throbbed in her hand and he groaned loudly.

"ARrhrggghh!

She moved her mouth over to his right testicle and began to pleasure it in the same fashion. Her hand continued to stroke me slowly. She was deliberate in the action, because she took extra care to caress her fingers over the head of his cock on the up stroke.

He was getting close.

"MmnnHhhH!"

She looked at him with those eyes, her hand was at the root of his cock, squeezing. She was in control. As if he could hear her telling him to push back, he could feel the pressure to cum subsiding. She licked up and down his cock with just the tip of her tongue, looking directly into his eyes the entire time.

"GOD, Woman! You sure know how to please."

Isadora just smiled, kissing the tip of of his cock. Then she looked at him and sucking his cock down into her throat. She stared up into his eyes as she milked him with her throat and tongue.

As he got close to cumming, she stopped giving him head as she let go of his cock. She got off the bed and went to the other room.

After a while, she came back with a bottle in her hand. She laid down on the bed beside him and held the bottle up for display. It was a bottle of oil. Seeing that oil, his cock twitched and it didn't escape her notice.

"That's right, Mr. Ambrose," Isadora said, falling back to her professor voice. "You get to do something I am certain every boy on campus wants to do."

His eyes flashed down to her ass, glistening plump of a rare.

She chuckled and said, "No, Mr Ambrose, you are going to fuck my tits."

"If you keep calling me like that, I will just jump on you and fuck your brains out."

Everytime she called him with her professor tone, he loved it.

"Oh, no, please," she joked by moving back.

"Now, get up here Mr Ambrose." she said emphasizing his name.

'this woman…'

"Just to add your thrill young man," she said while squeezing her shining tits. "These measure thirty six…"

She paused,

"...double-D."

His cock twitched again.

"Yeah, boi," she purred at him. "That's what I want."

He leaned forward and let his cock slide between her tits. Isadora wrapped her slick soft tits around his dick and started moving them up and down. His cock twitched again, putting his hands on her tites, squeezing them together and Isadora just purred at him.

She looked up at him and said, "Now, Mr Ambrose, I want you to fuck these breasts good and proper…"

'Hell yeah! Man! this woman is fucking amazing.'

His hips spontaneously began to push. His body was under the influence of Isadora's words and looks.

"... and ultimately cumming all over my tits... and my face.That's why I stopped you from blowing up earlier because of this. I expect nothing less than a very impressive load from your young balls."

His hands tightened their grasp on her tits. His hips began to thrust more quickly and faster.

"Don't disappoint me now, Mr. Ambrose," she said in a professorial tone. "Use your fucking seed to paint my tits."

This woman simply lay there, staring at him, cock thrust between her magnificent globes and talked to him.

"Fuck these breasts of mine, Mr. Ambrose… that's it. Don't they feel so good with that firm cock around?

He overcame with lust. She hissed at him to "pinch them harder" before he even realized his fingers were pressing against her nipples.