In the hallowed halls of the academy, Professor's cane hovers over my bare flesh, a symbol of discipline and desire....

In the hallowed halls of the academy, Professor's cane hovers over my bare flesh, a symbol of discipline and desire. #discipline #teacher #muscle

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