No way!

You feel a little strange below the waist and look down. Shadow Junior had gotten all worked up too from the seductive moans Ivy made and you swallowing her cum. You look at the button, the one the doctor gave you that when pushed meant you were finished with Ms. Isley. But you weren't yet... You put the button away, and took a deep breath; you were getting slightly better with your encounters with women. "I, uh... I have a treat for you, Ivy." Her misty eyes opened as she slowly sat up, eyeing your crotch immediately.

"Do you..." she purred, not taking her eyes off of your hard erection. "You wouldn't be thinking of giving it to me, are you?"

"Well... it depends on where you want it," you replied. "And I had an idea on how to give you your treat, Horny Ivy." By using the trigger phrase against her, you see she becomes more aroused: her blush seems a bit redder, and she rubs her thighs together before her dampening cunt. "In your mouth." You pull your pants and briefs down, letting your meat sword out to 'breathe'. You come around to her face, tell her to open her mouth, and then slide it in as she does exactly as told. It was nice and warm, and was similar to almost having it swallowed by a carnivorous plant, but with Ivy's tongue licking all over, alternating between that and bobbing her head on it, you find it unbelievable! She then applied pressure on her pussy lips as she rubbed her fingers there, moaning happily on your dick. You lean over and gently pull her hand away, patting her cheek. "Hey. I didn't say you could rub yourself down there. Bad girl..." Ms. Olive-Skin whimpered, wanting to please him. So, she took her hand and started stroking while sucking, trying to send you over the edge. You could barely contain yourself, but you resisted on the urge to cum so soon. She hungrily kept her hand and mouth busy with your dick, wanting your cum in her badly!

"I'm-I'm close!" you warned, and Poison Ivy pulled her lips from around your meat, still jerking off.

"Please, sir. May I have your sweet, salty semen in my mouth now?" Even in your heated mind, you never would've imagined she could act that way, begging you to cum. You pant hard and moan some, hissing a 'yes...' before groaning for 6 seconds, as streams of white nectar that Junior 'spit' into her mouth. She loved every drop of it, swallowing it all and showing that she did, too.

You have a choice now: you can either fine-tune Isley's problem now, or tie the knot and bang her savagely.