Get angry

"You know what professor!" I shout. "YOU ARE BEING A LITTLE BITCH. YOU MUST JACK-OFF TO FAILING YOUR STUDENTS. WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT SUCK. MY DICK." I would get in trouble, but I was too mad to care. I turn around and am about to open the door when I hear a light moan. I pause with my door on the handle, looking back I see professor Wayne with his dick in his hands, looking at me with a moan on his lips.

"Can I..." he was drooling, "Suck your cock?" I was gobsmacked...What was going on and why was my professor suddenly acting like a total slut. This couldn't...no...have something to do with the ritual. I had to test it.

"If you give me an A, I'll let you suck my dick."

"Yeah sure, whatever." He got on his knees in front of me and hungrily slid my pants down and got to work lubricating my cock.

"Fuck, you really like sucking my dick," I say without thinking. He was sucking me off so good.

"So...fucking...good." Wayne moaned taking a breath.

Huh, that ritual was no joke. I'm able to make him blow me by just telling him to. I should make him...