Isis spots something.

“Gavin!” she shouted again as his tongue touched the sensitive folds of her sopping wet pussy.

Gavin seemed intent on ignoring her however as he instead grabbed the firm, shapely globes of her ass and continued to prod her pink tunnel with his skilled tongue. Isis moaned in a mixture of pleasure and annoyance, but pushed her rump back further to allow him better access to her drooling snatch.

Isis continued to moan and tremble as the young stud's tongue explored her soaked pink folds while his teeth occasionally nibbled at her plump, darkened labia. The Jahdi warrior woman tightened her broad, strong thighs around Gavin's head as she started to breathe heavier. She filled his mouth with her clear juices as she came closer and closer to reaching her climax. And when Gavin's tongue touched the the bud of her sensitive clit as it peeked out...

...she came.

Isis' shriek echoed through the study as she showered Gavin's face with her gelatinous juices and tightened her thighs even more around the young stud's face, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“Now that I finally have your attention...” Isis sighed after her climax came to an end. “There's something that you have to see.”

“Aren't I looking at it?” asked the muffled voice of Gavin behind as he slowed his head away from between her thighs as slowly as possible.

“Don't be a smart-ass now, Gavin.” Isis said teasingly, before shoving Gavin backwards with her shapely rear.

“Sorry Isis, now what was it that you wanted to show me?” Gavin asked as he wrapped his arms around the Jadhi warrioress' strong, slender waist and slipped his throbbing monstercock between her big, soft buttocks.

“Do you see that statuette?” Isis asked, ignoring the sensation of hot prejizz dribbling on her back while Gavin's hot iron-hard shaft slipped in and out the cleavage formed by her soft, shapely rumpcheeks.

“Honestly, it is difficult to focus my attention on anything else but her...” Gavin said with a grin as he stared at the woman in the painting, more specifically her round, mountainous chest as it rested on the desk, while cum dripped from her face.

“Turn your attention a bit to the right...” Isis said drily while pointing a finger, before releasing a groan as Gavin nibbled on her earlobe.

Gavin stopped kissing and nibbling Isis' earlobe and neck to follow Isis' outstretched finger to see a small statuette placed on the desk next to the woman. It was a little taller than a foot in height, and made of white marble. Upon closer inspection the woman it depicted was naked, and looked remarkably similar to Isis herself.

“Well, whoever made that statuette got your taste for clothes right,” Gavin said. “Especially the part about you hating to wear any...” he joked.

“That's not me, Gavin,” Isis said as she looked over her shoulder, and pouted. “And how dare you insinuate that I do not dress like a lady.”

“Oh please, every time I see you you're either half-naked or completely naked.” Gavin joked, before reaching out to squeeze her huge, juicy tits.

“This is the first time I've heard you complain...” the Jahdi temptress purred in response, shooting Gavin a naughty wink.

“True, it would be a shame to see you covering your body up,” he shot back with a smile, never removing his hands from Isis' massive, awe-inspiring tits. “But I still doubt that any self-respecting lady would walk around in the nude.”

“...Have you met Isabelle and Emmanuella?” Isis eventually responded drily.

“Good point...”

“But now I wonder, will you take a similar stance to clothes as me?” she asked with an impish grin.

“I don't think the outfits you wear will fit me...”

“You know what I mean, Gavin,” Isis purred. “If it were up to me, you'd walk around in the nude every hour of every day.”

Gavin chuckled and teased Isis' nipples as he continued to move his prejizz covered cock between her shapely soft buttocks. “I'll try to remember that.”

“But about this statuette, I really think we should-”

Before she could finish her sentence, Gavin changed his position and pressed his fat, precum drooling cockhead against the Jahdi slut's tight, twitching cinnamon ring...but stopped just before he was about to push the rest of his massive member into her tight anal tunnel.

“We could pursue the question about why there Isabelle has a painting with a statuette that resembles you,” Gavin started. “Or...I could fuck your ass and pussy until you can barely walk.”

“I...Uuum...I like the second one.” Isis moaned, as Gavin prodded her anus with his hot, throbbing cockhead.

She moaned loudly in response, and her legs twitched slightly while she pressed her thighs closer together and sprayed them with her own clear ejaculate.

“Could you repeat that?” Gavin asked teasingly, before moving his hands from her breasts to her firm, plump ass.

“Fuck my ass!” Isis shrieked.

“As you wish...” Gavin said with a grin, before slamming his hips forward.