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