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