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
mancock. I grabbed the bulge growing in my pants, as I sniffed his
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,
explain a few equations to me. I noticed he occasionally slid his right
“Uh … sort of, Mr. Studman.”
his horniness. His manly musk filled my nostrils. I grabbed the base
and it slapped back against his tie and dress shirt, splattering precum.
ig.
manly smells.
hand under his desk, but wasn’t sure what he was doing. I tried to
socially and intimately. I feel these are lessons you o learn,” Mr.
“You see, Andy, the faculty at this school prides itself on giving our
“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
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
stroked his cock to full staff. “Shall we get started?”
are hard. We still have another half hour left, and I have another hard
better?”
instructed as he looked up at me.
chair away from his desk, revealing his big thick cod balls. They
“Well, Andy, are you beginning to uand these equations any
I stood staring at his huge cock, my knees grew weak. I k between
most promising students, like yourself, a well-rounded education. It
best students how to hahemselves in all the different situations
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
,” Mr. Studman
hung heavily, framed by the dark blue fabric of his dress pants.