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