Eve reassures you

You can barely believe that not only with Eve not rip your head off for blowing your load down the throat of her lesbian friend, but that she actually supported you. You start to gather your stuff, photoshoot now done, but thank her for modeling.

"Hey Eve, thanks for helping out, my portfolio still needs work but this goes a long way..." you tell her. She shrugs noncommittally, which prompts you to continue. "I thought you were getting angry during the shoot, kinda had me worried, but I definitely didn't think you'd have my back when Beth freaked out."

"Well, I was getting angry, but not at you. The art world seems more...I don't know...perverted than I initially thought. It goes along that saying I guess about how sex sells. Erotic art stuff is interesting don't get me wrong, but sometimes I feel like its getting out of control, and it's never fun to be objectified and sexualized," she says. Before you can stammer out an apology she interrupts.

"No it's not your fault it's just the best way to move forward with your portfolio. And Beth...I can't lie I've known she's been attracted to me for a while. Even for a bit maybe had a crush on me. I think your need to masturbate and ultimately cum just ruined the experience for her with me. And," she looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I think she was close to cumming herself."

You stand there surprised while your cock practically fully engorges in the span of a second. She sees your expression and laughs.

"Whoa down boy. To be clear I'm not switching sides or even entertaining the thought of doing anything with a girl of my own volition, but I do know the reaction of a girl that's about to orgasm."

She grabs your hand and you both walk out of the building to your car. You're silent the whole time, the day's events weighing on your mind. It was sexy sure, but ultimately if Eve can justify you blatantly using her friend's throat as a cum dump, what else will she justify with Professor Miles?