1. Earning her tuition


    Date: 11/14/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

    in the kitchen just as Professor Connors was putting a grilled cheese on my spot at the breakfast bar. I stood on tip toes; leaned into him, and made sure my breast rubbed against his arm while I gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks daddy. Would you like me to get you a drink?” He grinned, “Your welcome Amy, and yes I would like a soda please.” I saw him checking out my ass so I bent over a little further to get the sodas out the ‘fridge. After lunch he went into his office to grade papers and I went for a jog. When I came back Professor Connors was still in his office and when he saw me he called me in there. “What’s up daddy?” I asked, doing my warm-down exercises. I made sure to bend low enough to give him a shot of my boobs down my low cut tank top. He cleared his throat, and slightly adjusted his position. “Well darling, I was going through your clothing, and I think that we should go shopping for a whole new wardrobe. Your mother running out on us is hard to deal with and maybe getting you nice new things will help ease the pain.” “It has been hard daddy,” I pouted, and walked closer towards him. “It’s been hard on you too hasn’t it daddy?” I asked, hanging my head down and sitting sideways on his lap. “Yes dear it has been hard on daddy, but seeing your smiling face makes it all better.” He wrapped his arms around me and I felt his dick growing into a nice sized semi against my thigh. I wiggled my ass trying to get comfortable, but stopped when I heard his sharp ...
    intake of breath. I looked innocently up into his face and placed my arms around his neck. “Daddy, you make me happy, but who makes you happy? Can I make you happy daddy?” I asked slowly licking my lips. The heat in his eyes and the tightened grip on my waist let me know that he was turned on. “Darling you already do make daddy happy. Now, no more sad face; let’s go shopping,” he said, releasing me. “Yay!” I squealed, and kissed him hard on the cheek before I ran out of his office and into my shower. Three hours later we at our last stop of my shopping trip. Professor Connors sat in a chair by the dressing room while I was measured by an attendant. It turns out I was wearing the wrong size bra. I was still a B; it’s just closer to the A end of B than I would like. The lady picked out a bunch of different styles, and left me to try them on. My favorite was a red lace bra with a matching red lace thong. I looked sexy, and you could see my nipples through the bra and my landing strip through my panties. I haven’t had much of an opportunity to be naughty on this trip so I thought it was time. I stuck my head out of the dressing room door and whispered, “Daddy?” He stepped into view, but kept his distance. “Yes Amy?” “Daddy could you come here for a minute I have a question?” He looked around and the stepped closer to me. “What’s the matter Amy?” “Daddy it’s awful,” I whined softly, “she told me that my boobs were even smaller than I always thought. Now I feel like everything looks bad ...
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