“My pleasure. Would you like me to make you c*m again before you leave because a man’s c**k certainly isn’t going to do it for you in the immediate future?”
“Oh! Is that why I couldn’t c*m with Prof. Pitor this morning?”
“Call him Joseph, or Joe, when we’re alone, dear. Keep calling him by his title and it’ll go right to his head if it hasn’t already. And yes, that’s why. Everything that he’s done to you over the past few weeks has put your body off its need for the male s*x organ—at least for the time being. The need will come back soon enough.”
“You’ve done this before?” Nadia asked.
June laughed. “More than once.”
“I’d like you to make her c*m,” Pitor interrupted. “There’s nothing quite like the sight of two women making love. Especially two women who have shared my bed.” He leered
