Sexual torment

I didn't have Miss O'Neil's class until third period, which was right before lunch, so I decided to get her ready for me. "Miss O'Neil, pay close attention," I said staring into her now rapt eyes. "You lust after me. You get aroused just thinking about me. You crave my cum. You really, REALLY want to wrap your lips around my throbbing cock and tickle it with your tongue. You want to deep throat me in the worst way. Now, when I leave, you won't remember me being in here this morning, but you will lust after me. You will think about sucking me off all morning. Every time you hear a bell today, you will lust twice as much as before for my cock!" I then left her and headed to my first period calculus class. By third period, Miss O'Neil should be craving my cock like a herion addict who hasn't had a fix in days.