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