She...understands

It takes her a moment to recover, your cum and her saliva falling onto her tits as she coughs. Almost immediately that horniness, so strong it had to be sated in that moment, pulls back enough for you to feel fear. You've gone too far. And with your girlfriend that you love to boot!

Eve coughs one last time and slaps your leg. Out of your daze you tuck your deflating cock away. She looks up at you, not with hatred, but annoyance.

"God John, fucking ask next time. I get you have needs but courtesy goes a long way you know," she smacks her lips. "Now I need a coffee to get this taste out of my mouth." She gets up and you follow her, both now in line.

You're flabbergasted. She didn't just break up with you. Eve doesn't even seem to be holding a grudge. Curiosity overtakes your relief.

"Eve...I'm sorry...you're just so sexy..." you begin to say. She looks at you a bit sternly but cracks a smile.

"I know I know, I get it, men have needs. I just wish you would have asked first is all," she tells you.

Your relief is palpable but you still have questions. "So if some other guy were to ask to...use...your mouth, you'd do it?"

Eve looks at you questioningly and responds, "Uh no, but you're my boyfriend and I know it's hard for you when you get all horned up. I can't stop some rando come cumming on my tits but my mouth is just for you babe." She blows you a kiss as she turns to order a coffee. Once she gets the coffee she uses the nearby napkins to clean herself off. You both head to class.