Mistress.??And since then?? my sentence trailed off in confusion.?Yes Mistress, I have secretly followed you around the campus. The scent of your body...makes me crazy Mistress. I even have a spoon, at home, that you ate soup from in the cafeteria. Mistress.?My thoughts were in turmoil and I needed to get a grip on the situation again.I took her chin in my hand and looked her in the eyes. ?You’re a stalking little pervert! How dare you intrude into my privacy.?Avoiding my eyes she apologized. ?It. As Donna took off her dress and bra she said “Lick my nipples” as she dangled them.Katie grabbed hold of my wife’s tits as she sucked her nipples as I pulled down her tights,discarding them also I rubbed the front of her pussy as she groaned out, Donna slipped off her knickers and sat at the top end of the bed with her legs wide open. I pulled Katie up and slipped my hand into her knickers, as I rubbed her clitoris she gasped and moaned loudly.Standing her up and turning her around I said “On. Sex between Cynthia and I just got better and better. She learned what pleased her and so did I. She liked to be on top in the beginning and then on her back at the end with me pounding into hard.One night on the way home Mom asked, “Can I watch you and Cynthia sometime having sex? It’s okay with her. She doesn’t mind.”I looked at Mom. I really looked at Mom. She was thirty-nine years old and going to be forty in a week. She was a fine looking lady with nice breasts, small waist, and flaring. Hearing this, there was pin-drop silence in the lecture hall.Those students who had already left never came back. Those who remained, including those planning to slip out quietly, stayed put. But I was still admiring the new lecturer.She was the youngest faculty member I’d seen in college, and she looked sexy. Luckily she didn’t ask me any questions because I wasn’t listening. The bell rang, and everyone left except the new lecturer and me.I went to her table for a closer look as she was.