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