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