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Book 6: My Milf Lecturer

Author: BlackSwaan
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-21 17:00:53

Take it from a hot blooded young man like me, there's nothing... Absolutely nothing better than fucking a woman older than you.

You get extra points if the woman in question is your professor in college.

I'll tell you this for free, I've fucked a lot of younger ladies, but they don't quite have the zest and absolutely experience of an older lady.

Lets just say, they don't just do it for me... Not anymore.

Let me explain...So the first day of class I’m sitting there, and I notice that for some reason it’s full of other guys. No big deal, really.

It wasn’t a deal breaker. I wasn’t here to scope out the chicks or anything. That was for after classes end with all the wild parties, drinking and stuff in the dorms and frats.

Sorority girls certainly know how to do all the good stuff. I was here for my degree first, getting laid second.

The second thing I noticed is that all of the dudes looked like they were a bit older than me. I thought that was pretty strange too. I mean yea. College
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