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