During the last three years, Professor Taylor has been subtly testing blackmail on his students. For the first year, as he developed his thesis, the t...sts were mostly inoffensive and leaned closer to bribery. For example, he'd jokingly offer to increase a test score by a point or two every morning a certain student brought him a cup of coffee or a piece of fruit. He figured it was innocuous enough that if anyone complained he could easily tie it to what he was teaching in class about. . “Of course, of course. I had some of her fronds in earlier today ... yes!”“Yes?”“Pardon. Yes, it’s about, uh, her ... grodes.”“What?”“Yes! Oh yes! That’s it!”“Mr. Foster?”There was a pause, while the demon regained his composure. The boy had, impressively, gotten him off faster than any other student in the same position had managed to ... and swallowed the demon’s entire load while he was at it. When the room came back into focus, Mr. Foster noticed Kristine was staring straight at him,. But I was reasonably sure I was about to find out if men were of interest to me and maybe play some xbox. I was mainly in it for the xbox. Like a true gentleman, he offered me a brew and we sat down and plonked the tv on. We sat there for a bit before he started feeling up my leg, up towards my cock. He told me he wasn’t gay, I asked the totally watertight.“Are you clean?” He said yes and so I allowed him to continue to try and get my cock to harden. It was very much asleep when he started but. It’s evident we’re completely alone deep within the recesses of the Library. I look back at him in question and he gives me a wicked grin. Slowly seductively I unbutton his fly, unzip him, and reach a hand into his briefs where I can feel him hard and wanting. Feeling him this excited makes me want him so badly. I begin to stroke his cock looking around to make sure no one is watching. The coast is clear. He moans in pleasure as I work him better, harder, faster. I look around again and with.