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It was a great year for the three sorority sisters. They were getting more cock AND more tongue than they thought possible. "I don't have time to study," Monica complained with a smile on her face, and the taste of old Professor Miles Nolan still in her mouth.

Paula kidded her, "you need a good neck and knee massage, and do your parents know how much money you spend on lip gloss?"

"My lips seem to please those professors."

"Have you done every professor in Boston?" Myo joked.

"Not yet," she laughed, "but I have to admit," Monica said, "that Mrs. Constantinova sends a lot of professors my way,"

"And ours," Myo and Paula said in unison, laughing.

"To be fair, ladies, we're sending her a lot of young cock," Monica laughed.

"And she always seems to have a smile on her face."

"Yeah, and I've seen her a couple of times with her lipstick smeared; I had to lead her to a mirror," Myo added.

"Good for her."

"More than once, I had to help her clean some white stuff off the corners of her mouth. It had to be caked on man cream," Paula smiled.

It was true, Paula, Myo and Monica suggested to other guys; guys with big cocks, that their house mother was willing and could teach them a few things.

Maria couldn't thank them enough for not just Matt Carter, but there was Steve, Darrell, Harold and Derek.

Especially Derek. As you know Mrs. Constantinova was from Russia. There were very few black people in Russia and none in the small town she was from.

It wasn't until she came to America that she saw any black people except on television or in a movie.

So, when the sorority girls set up a date with Derek for her, she was skeptical, hesitant, nervous.

When he knocked on her door, she almost didn't answer, and when she did, she wasn't dressed as she'd been in the past for a ‘date.' Usually, it was some kind of lingerie. Today it was skirt and blouse. It was like she was ready to leave.

"Ma'am," Derek said, "I'm a little nervous, too. I've never been with a white girl."

She smiled; he called her a girl. She was certain she was old enough to be his mother. "Ummm, Derek, I've never been with a black man. The question is do you want to be with a white girl?"

"Ma'am, I'd love to find out what white pussy tastes like. I've been waiting a long time to find out."

She was stunned by his bluntness but Maria Constantinova's pussy was leaking. Whatever apprehensions she might have had disappeared. "Well, then I shouldn't make you wait any longer. Come with me, Derek." She took him by the hand and led him to her bedroom.

"So, you've eaten black pussy?" She asked as she took off her blouse.

"Only once, ma'am. The black girls I know like the big black meat." He grabbed his crotch.

"Derek, if you're going to see my pussy, I should get a look at what did you call it?"

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