Just as Professor Sanders was about to give up on her, he noticed a young woman around twenty-five years old standing there in the doorway. He gave h...r a quizzical look."Are you Miss Johnson, the girl who is going to do the modeling?" None other," she answered smiling, as she walked into the classroom. As she strolled up to the desk, she took off the sunglasses she was wearing and slipped them in her purse. Professor Sanders, found himself looking into the most beautiful female face he had. I was to shocked to do anything except stand there, I couldn't believe what had just happened, when I came to my senses I pulled off the cock and saw that it was definitely not white, it was almost deep black. I panicked, pulled my top on and my underwear up as the cum started to run out of me, fully dressed I grabbed my bag and went out the booth, Dave was waiting for me with a look of concern on his face."Are you ok? Did you not want to do anything tonight?" He said."We need to get out of. He still kept saying sorry. I forgave him an hour ago and was just acting angry just to tease him. I got up, grabbed a pillow and started hitting him with it. I guessed he saw me smiling because he also grabbed one pillow and started a pillow fight with me. The pillow fight became a wrestling match which involved a lot of touching. His hands were everywhere, my thigh, my waist, my ass. He pinned me face down beneath him and slipped his hands beneath my shirt and cupped my breasts. I wasn't. When I got back to my house there were no squad cars, and no Mafia cars, only two hungry girls. They dug into the food while I poured the wine. Rosa said between bites, “I think I may have figured out a way to save your ass… Uh, what is your name anyway?”“Michael Rossini. I told her. “Oh, good!” Rosa squealed. “We’re partway there already! How much money are you worth, Michael? I’m talking every cent, if you want to get out of this alive, believe me, Dad will check!”“I’ll have to check too,.