Working as a team

Helen & Diana nodded at each other, as if wordlessly agreeing that they would split the work in order to share the bounty fairly. (Jeannie had been intending to reward them both anyways, but appreciated the gesture, & made a note to send them some fancy gold jewelry later.)

While Diana was pulling her dark hair back into a ponytail, Helen sat down behind the businessman on the floor & wrapped her legs around his midsection. His eyes widened & his stroked quickened as he felt the softness of her breasts on her back & smelled the lingering herbal cigarette smoke on her breath as her lips grazed his neck.

“Now, you. Good boy,” she cooed in his ear. “I don’t know your name, but that’s okay. All I need to know is that you’re my good boy,” — she ran her fingers down the side of his cheek before lightly gripping his throat — “all I need is for you to show me what a good boy you can be.”

Jeannie nodded appreciatively, suitably impressed by her new part time succubi. Diana gave Helen another nod of approval before dropping to her knees as well, her entire 6’2” frame stretched out on all fours in front of the businessman on the edge of the biggest release of his life.

Diana bent down low with her ass in the air & her back arched, showing off the gorgeous curve of her flexible frame as well as the steep difference between her slim waist & thick butt. Helen had still not touched the man’s cock & was gently nibbling his ear, teasingly begging him not to cum yet.

Once Diana’s lips were wrapped around his dick, however, he had no hope of holding back. Before she had a chance to work his tip with her tongue, before she could lace her fingers around his shaft, before she could even taste his precum — the soft touch of her lips immediately drained every drop from his heavy balls.

“Good boy!” Helen hissed in the man’s ear as Diana milked load after load out of his throbbing cock. For the moment, at least, any discomfort or humiliation he had experience was completely eradicated by the peaceful oblivion only achievable through two art school girls. He would almost definitely have some kind of weird banking fetish now, but hey, that’s business.

Jeannie tossed the girls a towel & a makeup bag, magically produced from her tiny purse with a smile. “Great work, gals! Now, I can’t do any full-fledged wishes for a simple blowjob, even if you did drain him with one touch.” Diana mock-curtsied with a gulp, cleaning the last of his load from her lips.

“So, no world peace or ending hunger unfortunately — but we can get you something fun. Diamond rings, a speedboat, a football player! Tell Auntie Jeannie what you want & I’ll try to hook you up!”