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