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