As the orgasm fades, she gazes up at me, her eyes unfocused, my cum dribbling down the sides of her mouth. “Now, may I cum?” she asks. Phoenix spoke without permission. I can’t let that go unpunished, but I also don’t want to crush that little spirit of rebellion that gave me the best orgasm I’ve had in years. “Let’s move onto the examination chair,” I say between ragged breaths. “I want to test your responses.”
