I stood staring at his huge cock, my knees grew weak. I k between
best students how to hahemselves in all the different situations
ig.
instructed as he looked up at me.
my teacher’s legs. I leaned forward and took a deep whiff of my first
better?”
“Uh … sort of, Mr. Studman.”
Mr. Studman smiled down at me. He released his grip on his cock,
chair away from his desk, revealing his big thick cod balls. They
his horniness. His manly musk filled my nostrils. I grabbed the base
“That’s OK, Andy. We’ll try again on Thursday. I know these lessons
and it slapped back against his tie and dress shirt, splattering precum.
“Well, Andy, are you beginning to uand these equations any
Studman explained as he leaned ba his chair, spread his legs, and
socially and intimately. I feel these are lessons you o learn,” Mr.
I pulled my chair up tight o Mr. Studman and he began to
is our philosophy not only to teach academics, but also to teach our
“You see, Andy, the faculty at this school prides itself on giving our
hung heavily, framed by the dark blue fabric of his dress pants.
are hard. We still have another half hour left, and I have another hard
explain a few equations to me. I noticed he occasionally slid his right
most promising students, like yourself, a well-rounded education. It
mancock. I grabbed the bulge growing in my pants, as I sniffed his
of his veiny shaft and placed my wet lips around his bulging, oozing
hand under his desk, but wasn’t sure what he was doing. I tried to
lesson I’d like to teach you.” Mr. Studman said as he rolled his office
manly smells.
stroked his cock to full staff. “Shall we get started?”
they may find themselves in with other men ― in life, in business,
I stretched his fly open wider. Thick swirls of gray cock hair framed
,” Mr. Studman