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