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