Isadora looked at the rod that was now pointing towards the ceiling in a graceful manner. Never in her life had she seen one, let alone touch one. Touch! Yes. She wanted to touch that thing that every woman died for. She swallowed when she imagined how it would feel to hold it in her arms. And since he had given his consent, touching was what she would do.
Curiosity got the better of her as she neared where Alexander was. He was still amused by the whole thing. Gods knew how much he waited for this. It seemed like she was just taking too long. His member twitched again and Isadora could see how he was closing his eyes as if enduring some kind of pain. If only she could know?
A hand landed ever slowly on the rod making Alexander to shot his now closed eyes wide open. Her touch, it just felt cool and arousing. Goddamit! He cursed again as the member twitched and lengthened a bit. This was more painful than a stab in the heart.
