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After that first night, Cindy Matthews always had a smile on her face. She was always glowing and had no need for make-up.

Of course, being eighteen when her girlfriends asked, she didn't hesitate to tell them.

"Donny Mueller?

You're kidding?"

"No, really and I have to tell you, Donny learned to eat pussy from Mrs. Ferguson."

"Ewwwww, not THE Mrs. Ferguson. That old black lady. She has to have a disgusting, smelly pussy."

"Not according to Donny. And the things she taught him."

Publicly, those girlfriends sounded disgusted at the thought of anyone, including me, sticking their tongue in Mrs. Ferguson's, what did they call it? ‘Disgusting, smelly pussy.' Little did they know.

Privately, it was a different story. Take Melissa Crawford. Her boyfriend, Quinn McDougall, good-looking, handsome, big cock, Quinn McDougall. The problem was that his big cock finished almost before he started and he seemed to have a phobia about eating pussy; even Melissa's.

To be clear, Melissa Crawford was a long-legged blonde with tits almost as beautiful as Cindy Matthews. Her bush was covered with just whisps of light brown, almost blonde hair. When Quinn saw it the first time, he thought it was ugly. In fact, he thought all pussy was ugly.

"Quinn, I like you a lot, but if you can't do better, I'll find someone who will."

"I'm trying, Melissa. I am."

"You'll have to try harder." It was then she told him about Cindy, me and Mrs. Ferguson.

"That old black lady? The janitor? You're kidding. You want me to fuck her?"

"Yep. I'll bet she could teach you a lot."

"I couldn't."

"Okay, good-bye, Quinn. You know Matt Fiacco and Derek Lowry have both asked me out, but I've been faithful to you. No more. See you around." Melissa started out the door.

"No wait. Melissa if it means that much to you, I'll do it."

"It does, Quinn. It does."

Two days later, Quinn McDougall was knocking on the door of the custodian's office at the high school. He explained to Mrs.

Vivian Ferguson why he was there.

"Did Donny Mueller tell you this or was it Cindy Matthews?"

"No, my girlfriend, Melissa Crawford is a good friend of Cindy's. Cindy told her everything. I need your help."

Mrs. Ferguson smiled. "You sure you want some of my old black pussy?"

"Ummmm, yes ma'am."

"You don't sound sure, but if you want to give it a try come to my house tonight, six o'clock."

At exactly 5:59 pm, Quinn McDougall, wearing a tie and jacket knocked on Mrs. Ferguson's door.

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