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