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