Yes

You know from experience that Eve's hangovers are disorienting to her especially after the night it seemed she had. You see the Professor's stomach protruding under a plain while shirt...and in what looks like boxers.

"It's just...John...we're just chatting..." it sounds like she's having trouble staying awake. You watch as drops of oil fall on her naked back, and then his hairy arms and hands come into frame kneading her back muscles. She sighs.

"No worries you two, just pretend I'm not here," you practically hear the smirk in his voice.

Eve starts droning on a little listlessly about how much she loves you, which to a point is endearing, but you can't get a word in edgewise. At least none that she seems to hear. Eventually there's a lull and you hear faint snoring. You see a finger poke the screen but nothing happens on your side. The phone, still being help up by your passed out girlfriend against the wall, continues.

"Now that that's hung up, let me get mine..." you hear him say. You reason that he must have minimized the call not ended it! You watch at this horrible angle as the Professor pulls out his surprisingly large cock, pouring more oil down and massaging his shaft, your girlfriend naked underneath him. You can barely move, stunned at what you're witnessing.

Professor Miles starts stroking his cock a little, then lets go and it falls between Eve's ass checks. There he kind of pushes her checks together, his cock resting in the crack of her ass, and starts thrusting. You can't believe what you're seeing, especially as he picks up the pace and Eve doesn't stir at all. Eventually after fucking her ass crack enough he blows his load all over her back, letting out a loud enough groan that she starts to wake up.