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