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