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