It's Friday night and I'm working on the student campus bar at my college when I run into my professor. He's sitting at the bar all alone, so naturally we start talking. He looks a little lonely and the lager he's been sipping on is more of a Tuesday b**zing, and after all it's Friday, so I convince him to start doing shots. After about 10 shots he starts to feel a little loose, before he knows it, we're in his office on campus, and he's still going strong with a bottle in hand. He's touching on his cock, telling me all about how I've been teasing him and he badly he wants to fuck me. I pull out my camera and start recording him, encouraging him to keep going. A few more shots go down, and now I have his laptop out, teasing him with my body and encouraging him to give me all of his banking passwords, and making transfers to my account to "help out" with my struggling student salary. He keeps on stroking, while I destroy his career.