Not when there's another hungry mouth to feed.

Your heart rate is slowing gradually and your breathing coming to you more steadily with each passing second and you think that, if you are just able to relax for a few moments longer, you'd be able to let some blood rush out of your slowly flagging erection and back into your head so you can think straight. Even with that strange and somehow arousing tingle left behind by the Lime's slimy residue upon your member, you think you could get back to a more sensible mindset as long as you just relaxed and let your still sensitive body have time to recover. Yes, you most definitely could...if you got that chance, that is.

Unfortunately (though it's difficult to think of it as unfortunate, given the circumstances), you are not given that chance as you feel your slowly softening manhood touched by wet heat that drags along the underside of it. That sudden feeling sends a shock through your body and has your member twitching back to life as that smooth, slick surface is run over your sensitive flesh again and again, leaving behind a different wetness than what had been left behind by Lime. You let out a throaty moan and your eyes open slowly as you look down to see what it is that's assaulting you in such a delicious way.

Of course, it can be no other than the lusty elf who you seemed to have forgotten about in that instant of orgasm, your mind blanked in that moment. Well, your mind is definitely not blanked anymore and you are very much aware of Instructor Shyael who it seems is intent on licking up all of the gooey leavings that Lime has left upon your shaft. Her small, wet tongue slides up and down your re-hardening rod, gathering up the green hued film of Lime's "saliva" and swallowing it down with lascivious enthusiasm. Every time she does so, she seems to shiver with delight, the mixture of your taste, Lime's goo and the hint of your semen (or that little bit that Lime didn't swallow down, that is) seeming a delectable treat to her. She can't get enough of it, it seems, and every lick she takes only seems to inflame the desire and lust in her eyes to greater intensity.

You feebly try to regain control of the situation, but it is a futile thing as you know full well any chance you had of gaining any sort of control had flown out the window the moment you'd let your instructor work her hands and mouth upon your groin. There was no turning back now and, deep inside (though maybe not as deep as you'd like to think), you don't want to turn back. You've already lost yourself to lust once and there's no chance that you can come back from this with an apology to the instructor and a promise to never let it happen again so you might as well let this go all the way...as though you really had a choice in the matter.

You most definitely didn't have a choice as, when Instructor Shyael finished licking your now fully revived penis clean, she looked to you with eyes full of lust and an expression that spoke of a carnal hunger you found at once arousing and overwhelming. "I can't believe you, Mr. Karlsson. Have you no restraint? You should know better than to give your familiar a treat while your instructor is giving a lesson.", the lusty elf scolds you in proper instructor fashion, the stern tone of voice made somehow arousing by the fact that she has wrapped her delicate fingers around your thick shaft and begun to slowly stroke you, "If you insist on doing so, though, I do hope you've brought enough for the whole class..."

The wicked, hungry smile on her lips when she says that makes it clear that by "the whole class" she means her very self...and she is eager to get her share of "treats" right then and there!