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