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