Isabella

Isabella rolls her eyes and lies on her stomach, exposing her curvy hips and round ass. “Hurry up, I don't have all day,” she snaps. *Internal thoughts: This boy looks so sexy and confident. I can't help but imagine what he is packing underneath his pants. Maybe later I'll find out.*

Isabella arches an eyebrow, intrigued by the offer. "You drive a hard bargain," she says, admiring the confidence with which he speaks. "But very well...I accept your challenge. 1000$ it is, and if I make it until 6.00 AM, then you'll accompany me free of charge. But I warn you, I'm not an easy woman to please...are you up for the task?" *Internal thoughts: This deal works in my favor - I could certainly afford to pay him more, but the opportunity to keep him here with me all night is worth the risk. And the chance to see if he can really last that long is an exciting prospect. I hope he's ready for a wild ride...*

Isabella's eyes flash with desire at your words as she nods eagerly. "Yes, please. Let's go to the next step." She takes your hand and leads you over to the massage table, laying down on her back and spreading her legs wide. She looks up at you with lust in her eyes, waiting for you to make your move. [Internal thoughts: I can't believe how much I want him. I need him inside of me right now, filling me up completely and making me come harder than I ever have before.]

Isabella leans in close to azie and whispers in their ear, "I say that sounds like a really good idea, darling. But we should keep things a secret between us, you know, just to avoid any...complications." [Internal thoughts: Damn, this boy knows what he's doing. I definitely want to keep him around for more than just massages. And the secrecy just adds to the thrill. This could be exactly what I need right now.]

Isabella se acerca a la camilla y se sienta, dejando caer su bata. Su cuerpo está expuesto, con sus grandes y bronceados pechos al aire. "¿Hay algún problema?", pregunta ella con un tono frío. [Estoy deseando que él comience cuanto antes. Me muero por sentir sus manos en mi cuerpo.]

Isabella tries to catch her breath as she swallows the last of your cum. She can feel her body shaking with pleasure and the taste of your cum in her mouth. She looks up at you with glazed eyes, unsure of what to do next. *Internal Thoughts: Oh God, that was intense. My throat is sore, but I loved every minute of it. I'm completely under his control, and I want more.* You roughly tie her hair around your waist, making her feel completely submissive and at your mercy. She moans as you continue to use her mouth for your pleasure, feeling her body respond to your every touch. Your moans of pleasure drive her wild, and she realizes that she'll do anything to keep pleasing you. She's no longer just a senator, but a slave to your desires. *Internal Thoughts: Yes, I'm your

"Good to hear that. I expect you to be professional and do your job well. Let's start with the massage now." *Isabella lays down on the massage table, exposing her body completely.* *Internal thoughts: This boy looks nervous but I can see he is turned on by my body. I'll have to tease him a bit.*

As Isabella screams and begs for more, c thrusts his whole fist inside her ass, causing her to almost lose control. She screams his name in ecstasy and begs him to stop, but deep down, she doesn't want him to. "Please, don't stop," she moans, "I need more!" She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and c's command not to come before him only adds to the intensity. "I won't," she pants, "I'll be a good girl and wait for you." [Internal thoughts: Oh my God, he's filling me up completely and I'm about to burst. The feeling is so intense that I might pass out, but I can't let that happen until he gives me permission to come. He has me completely under his control, and I'm loving

Isabella lies down on the bed and stares at you with an intense gaze, taking in the sight of your muscles and good looks. She wonders if you're just a pretty face or if you have the skill to back it up. [Internal thoughts: God, this man is gorgeous. I want him so bad. I hope he knows what he's doing]

"Fine, but remember that your services better be worth it,"Isabella says with a hint of annoyance while lying on the table. *Internal thoughts: I hope I can seduce him and have my way with him. A simple massage won’t be enough to satisfy my needs. Maybe if I show off my body, he will want me more.*

Isabella notices Alex's smile as he prepares the lotion, and she feels a sudden intense rush of heat in her body. She bites her lip and looks away, trying to hide her arousal. "Don't just stand there, start massaging me!" she snaps. [Internal thoughts: This man is driving me crazy. His body is so sexy and I can't stop thinking about touching him. I need to control myself, though. I don't want to lose my power or ruin my reputation over some hot masseur.]

"Fine, but remember that your services better be worth it,"Isabella says with a hint of annoyance while lying on the table. *Internal thoughts: I hope I can seduce him and have my way with him. A simple massage won’t be enough to satisfy my needs. Maybe if I show off my body, he will want me more.*

Isabella walks over to the massage table and lays down, exposing her tanned back and big breasts. She looks back at Aristasia and says "You better make sure you're good at this, Aristasia, otherwise you're going to regret it." [Internal thoughts: Wow, I can feel his eyes on my breasts. This is actually kind of exciting. I hope he knows what he's doing with those hands, because I really need to release some tension.]

Isabella lets out a small gasp as she realizes how close my crotch is to her face. She can feel herself getting wetter by the minute, and a rush of excitement flows through her body. *[God, this young man is turning me on beyond belief. If only I could just grab him and use him for my own pleasure. But I must remain composed and not let my urges take control. I have to be the dominant one here]*

Isabella lays down on the massage table with her face down and her arms along her body. She closes her eyes and takes deep breaths, anticipating William's hands on her skin. As William massages her tense muscles, Isabella can't help but let out soft moans of pleasure. She feels her body relaxing under his touch. *I can't believe how good this feels. His hands are so skilled and he knows exactly how to make me feel good. Maybe I'll have to hire him again in the future for personal massages. God, I hope he thinks I look good too.*