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    In the midst of this, someone couldn’t resist asking, “Miss Nixon, does this potion actually stir a prince’s sexual desire?”


    “Absolutely,” Evelyn replied with a mysterious smile. She continued, “This potion is my own creation. When applied, it not only softens and refines the skin but also tightens the vagina muscles, releasing a subtle yet very sensual fragrance that can quickly awaken a man’s desire.”


    Her assertion was met with skeptical looks from many of the sex ves. I was also astounded. Could there really be such a wonder potion in existence?


    Seeing our curiosity, Evelyn simply smiled and confidently began unbuttoning her coat, slipping it off. Instantly, her voluptuous figure was revealed. Her skin glowed with a healthy radiance, wless and smooth to the touch. Her body was undeniably alluring, a perfect bnce of full breasts, a narrow waist, and shapely hips thatpleted her ideal proportions.


    The room filled with widened eyes, mine included. Evelyn’s body was truly wless, and her allure was not limited to men alone; even I, as a woman, found myself mesmerized by her beauty, unable to avert my gaze.


    Facing our captivated stares, Evelyn remained poised and effortlessly slipped her coat back on. Then, she brought out a dildo and said, “After our session, I’ll hand out a bottle of the potion for each of you to try at home. But for now, let’s proceed with a demonstration. Everyone, apply the potion to your dildo and thrust it into your vagina…”


    Makenna’s POV:


    Inside the training room, the sex ves eagerly reached for the potions and props handed out by Evelyn, their movements as fluid as leaves drifting on a still pond. Unlike the hesitance of their first session, when shyness cloaked them like an oversized garment, the women now moved with quietposure. One by one, they shed their inhibitions, seated themselves, and followed Evelyn’s guidance with practiced ease.


    Soft gasps and whispered sighs soon filled the room, rising together like echoes in a silent forest.


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    Evelyn descended from the podium, her steps measured as she wove through the group, her observant gaze catching every motion. Her tone was smooth, almost hypnotic, as she exined,


    “When a prince lies with you, remember to hold onto him gently. Your movements should harmonize with his rhythm, like a melody blending with its harmony. Try it now.”


    She stopped by each ve, demonstrating poses that were as provocative as they were calcted.


    Her eyes sparkled with approval as the women mimicked her suggestions, their bodies shifting and arching under her instructions. Evelyn nodded, her satisfaction evident.


    “When you moan,” she continued, her voice dropping into a sensual cadence, “make it soft, almost like a breeze brushing against silk. Draw it out—slowly, lightly. Let me show you.”


    With that, she tilted her head back and let a series of sounds escape her lips. “Ah… so good…”


    Her voice was like honey dripping from a spoon—sweet, cloying, yet undeniably alluring. It lingered in the air, wrapping around the room like a spell, drawing every ear toward her.


    Evelyn seemed utterly devoted to her role, leaving no stone unturned, no detail untouched in her demonstration.


    As her gaze swept across the room, itnded on me and Alice, huddled in the far corner like outliers to a script.


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