Then James remembered he had three wishes left. The two simply looked at each other for a moment, before a student whistled and brought them back to reality. She responded with the same desire, her master’s energy and arousal increasing her own. He didn’t want her to leave him, not now or ever. He felt waves of pleasure ripple through his cock, felt the confines of her mouth grow too tight. James felt his head slam into the ground and felt Lacy land on top of him, her sizable breasts being crushed between them. Her chest was magnificent, 36 D breasts with small nipples and firm, not sagging down but bouncing with each movement of her chest. “ So do I have to blow the horn every time I want to see you?” He desperately hoped the answer was no. She looked at him with an inquisitive glance, as though the question was a stupid one.
