Professor, wow... Can I return the favor?" Kyle said, settling onto his feet and crouching to pick up his clothes. In response, Ayala grabbed his head and pulled his face hard against her fully-clothed crotch. He inhaled deeply through his nose, caught the heady scent of her arousal. He also felt a hint of moisture through the leggings.

"Feeling you in my throat did enough to take the edge off. Let's change." She chuckled and walked back to her room. Surprised and intrigued by that response, Kyle simply scooped his discarded clothes and followed.