No, no this is new.

As your fingers begin to rub in ernest, you swear you can actually feel the professors lips on your skin. Her touch sending jolts of pleasure up your legs, as she lifts your leg and slowly begins to kiss her way up it. Every caress seems to linger, your skin tingling where your imaginary lover touches you. Far quicker than you expected you feel your body begin to shake.

You consider trying to hold out, to edge this surprisingly quick orgasm, but it hits so much harder than you were expecting. Surrendering yourself to the pleasure you let the orgasm wash over you, moaning softly. Waves of pleasure arc through your body, lingering on and on.

Your not sure how long you lay there, bliss overwhelming your every sense, but eventually you pry your eyes open.

The swirling purple smoke has returned, and filled the small room completely. Eddies and currents in the mist dancing in frantic patterns, and rushing into your lungs with every breath.

You know this has to be dangerous, but do you really care?