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