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