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