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