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