The Math Prof. was Dr. Robert Lusty, a rather stern but nice looking guy about my father’s age. He had a good build but I think he was prematurely ...gray. Dr ‘Bob’ as the girls called him was friendly enough but he was a tough marker and now, as he handed back our mid term test papers, there was a big ‘D’ on top of my first page and at the bottom of the last page he had written: “June - you are failing this subject, come to my office at 4 PM to-morrow!” So - there I was, right on time,. Pulling her blouse open, he gazes down at her lace-encased breasts… watching them rise and fall with her breathing… He reaches down, unclasps the front hook, and gently pulls her bra away, exposing her soft tanned breasts. He reaches down and kisses each nipple gently. Jake raises back up, reaches down to unfasten her slacks. She raises her hips to allow him to pull her slacks from her body. As her slacks slip past her hips, he hooks his thumbs in her matching panties, slipping them down as. We walked into a huge room with a pooltable ,state of the art electronics and a very nice bar.Don offers to make some drinks and Tiffany excuses herself.When she returns she is wearing a sheer black bodystocking that leaves none of her near perfect body to the imagination.She goes over to the pool table and bends over to line up a shot No matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop looking at her. when Don Handed me my drink he dumped it in my lap I thought to myself it was done because my eyes and. My biggest, all-consuming fantasy had already been fulfilled and continued to be fulfilled by my beautiful daughter. Not only was she my daughter, now my lover, but also my mistress.I’d obey David’s every command immediately. At first I thought my choice in the matter had been totally vanquished by the application of instant punishment when I hesitated. I’ve since come to realize that any hesitation was merely a trained reaction that I’d now been broken of, as if it were a bad habit that needed.