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