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