Boobjob

"Good choice," she smiles at you, then hops up onto the bed.

You lean forward to kiss her, meeting her lips. You push her head backwards and to the right with your face, invading her sweet slutty mouth with your tongue. Susan's breasts are full and ripe in your hand, her firm titflesh spilling out of your palm as you grope and knead her tits.

You reach under her shirt, caressing her stomach for a second. She unbuttons her coat and throws it onto the floor, then raises her long smooth hands as you unclasp the straps on her pale yellow bra. Her tits defy gravity, hanging there without gravity or age, perky and so intensely fuckable. Her nipples are pale colored, almost white, causing them to contrast against her tanned skin. They are already stiff, leaving you to wonder if it is because of the temperature of the room or if perhaps she is a little excited about this as well.

Throbbing with need, you pull down your zipper, pulling your pants and underwear to your knees as your dick pops out, half-erect and ready to fuck.

Susan grabs a bottle of ointment from the side of the room, uncapping it and pouring a teaspoon of the colorless liquid onto her hand. Rubbing it between her palms, she wraps both hands around your cock, bringing it to full hardness in a matter of seconds.

"A little something for lubrication," she explains. "And also to keep you hard down there."

You merely groan as you enjoy the sensation of her smooth palms wrapped around your dick. She strokes you a little more, then fondles your balls. You're fully hard by now.

Susan lies down on the bed in front of you, utterly sexy in just a matching yellow thong. Her shorts (was she wearing anything beneath that lab coat anyways?) are nowhere in sight, leaving the blonde beauty spread eagled in front of you, fingers buried in her snatch and a come-hither smile on her face.

You kneel on the bed, a knee on either side of her stomach, positioning your slippery cock at the entrance of the valley between her immense mammaries. She looks up at you with doe eyes the color of a mountain lake.

"You're a big boy, aren't you?" she croons.

Susan squeezes her breasts, and her titflesh spills around your cock. You groan as you feel yourself enveloped by those wonderful globes. She kneads her tits, swallowing your extra sensitive cock with a pleasant new sensation.

You start to thrust in time with her motions, sliding your cock between her tits. Her warm woman-flesh massages you. It feels incredible, and you groan. You start fucking her tits harder and faster, sending your hips into the bottom of her chest with loud meaty smacks. She gasps, her body rocked by your movement, looking up at you with something much distinct from medical benevolence.

The tip of your cock rubs against her chin. Susan pushes a pillow beneath her head, angling her head up so your cock now meets her mouth instead. She wraps her lips around your cock, caressing its tip with a soft, skillful tongue.

Then with a sultry wink, she opens her mouth, and its back to fucking her again.

"I'm about to cum," you warn.

Her mouth is back around your cock fast as lightning. She leans forward even further, and swallows.

"Oh, fuck!" you say, as you cum in her throat. Her throat muscles convulse around your dick, milking you as you shoot your seed deep into her throat.

When you pull out, you notice her smiling happily. A network of bright purple lines spread out from her stomach in an elaborate spiderweb, covering her body in violet veins.

She brushes aside your intrigued gaze. "Lifelines. It's part of Tantric Healing. You'll probably learn them soon, being a Pegasus student and all."

"Looking forward to it." Based on what you've seen so far, that class is certainly going to be fun.

"Feeing better?" she asks.

You definitely are. And it's not just the feeling of your first orgasm. The ache in your bones has somehow lifted, and the room feels much clearer and more stable around you. Just like magic, which you suppose it is.