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"Ma'am, if you'll pardon my language, he has a big one. Those girls can't get enough of it. As for the house mother, ummm, ma'am, she has difficulty keeping it out of her mouth. Sorry ma'am for being so graphic."

AP was shocked. Lee's relationship with Mrs. Kelly was fine, but with students, her students, no, that wouldn't do. But how to confront him?

For weeks, the forty-something-year-old Dean of Women struggled with the problem. She couldn't get his "big one" out of her mind. Some of her lovers were big, but none as big as her deceased husband. AP tried to picture Dr. Haynesworth's big one. When she passed him in the hallway, she tried to avoid looking at his crotch. In meetings, she couldn't concentrate. She was trying to picture it.

Finally, she entered his office and explained what she'd discovered but not how. "Lee, this is unacceptable. It has to stop."

"I don't know what to tell you, AP, it just sort of happened. What would you have me do about it?"

AP, the Dean of Women, had tossed and turned thinking of how to answer that question herself. She'd come up with a solution. "Lee, I want some."

He was shocked. Yes, she was personable, but like most men, he didn't find her attractive. Besides, how would he fit her in to his busy "schedule" with Paula, Monica, Myo and Mrs. Kelly.

Dr. Haynesworth tried to explain that. "Lee, if not you, find me someone or I'll go to the President with my accusations, which I know you can't deny."

"Blackmail me?"

"No, Lee. Let's call it a mutually satisfying agreement."

"Give me a few weeks to come up with an idea."

"A few weeks, Lee."

It took less than that. Lee Haynesworth, over forty and over-weight tried to get in shape once Mrs. Kelly introduced him to Paula McEachern, student. He went to the college gym three times a week. He was losing weight and his stamina increased. He needed to, to fuck those Tau Upsilon Phi sorority sisters.

Eating those young pussies, especially Japanese, was healthier than eating cheeseburgers.

His usual work out partner was Sociologist, Dr. Quentin Rackley.

Quentin Rackley was thirty-years-old and as they lifted, ran, swam, whatever, constantly bitched about his lack of a love life. "I haven't been laid in months; maybe a year," he whined as they showered.

In all the times they'd showered in the college gym's communal shower, Lee couldn't help but notice that Quentin Rackley, like himself, was well-hung; very well-hung.

Until he was confronted by AP, Lee Haynesworth thought nothing of it. "Rac, I know she's not the most attractive woman, but I'll bet AP could satisfy your needs."

"Really? That old cow?"

"Rac, you might be surprised. You know what they say, any port in a storm." Lee Haynesworth was thinking, a big girl like AP might be able to handle what Dr. Quentin Rackley had hanging between his legs. "Wine her, dine her. Ya' never know. Never judge a book by its cover."

It did take some wining, dining and flowers before Quentin Rackley was able to bed Adriana Papadopoulos Michaelides. She was thrilled until he suggested the Quincy Hotel. The same hotel her private detective told her where Lee Haynesworth had his trysts with those students and Mrs. Kelly.

"Quent, I don't like that place. How about the Parker House, downtown?"

"Sure."

It might have been the greatest night of thirty-year-old Dr. Quentin Rackley's life. He'd never been fucked like AP fucked him.

As for AP: since her husband died, there'd never been a cock like Quentin's. "OOOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOH, KEEP FUCKING ME. QUENT, YOU'RE SO BIG. MY PUSSY LOVES IT. FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK, QUENT." Try as she might, she couldn't buck him off and he kept going and going.

In the morning, she couldn't help herself: she just had to suck it. If last night Quentin got the best fuck of his life, this morning he got the best blowjob of his life. He was stunned when AP made every inch of his cock disappear. He was even more surprised when she started bobbing up and down on it; like a woman possessed. From his balls to his cockhead and back, she bobbed.

AP could not have been more satisfied. In had been years since, actually since her husband died, she'd had a cock like Quentin's. The fucking was great; his cock was a joy to suck.

Not surprisingly she wanted it again and again. They started seeing each other. The fucking was great; the blowjobs were great, but when Dr. Quentin Rackley discovered her over-sized labia, her huge clitoris wide open and bare, the pussy eating was a delight for both of them.

TO BE CONTINUED

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