Instead, she continued in the same direction -- right toward the curious Winnebago-owner -- and, when she was certain he couldn't miss her, she stoppe..., directly under a streetlight that had been thoughtfully constructed there by the park management."Don't worry," Tess told the incredulous man. "We're not stealing anything -- see?" She held out both arms, palms spread toward her new friend, to demonstrate that she wasn't carrying any contraband.By this time, Kim and I were wrapped in beach. He carried on kissing my skin leisurely just flicking his tongue out to taste my wet flesh now and again, damn this was driving me wild, his wet black hair was brushing my arms as his head went lower, he caught one of my nipples between his lips flicking his tongue across the hard nub, I let out a gasp as he nipped it between his teeth, he moved to the other one repeating the action. Then he was facing me, slowly he leant forward and kissed me, slowly, deeply kissing me like a lover not just a. He caught his breath and stood still for a moment, his cock swelling. He longed to reach down and touch her. She turned and smiled. “This way.” She walked ahead of him to the house. “I’m afraid Jason’s not here. He’s at football training.” They left the bags in the kitchen. He accepted her offer of a soft drink, and stepped into the sitting room. He was admiring the magnificent view when he heard a voice close behind him, almost in his ear.“You seem lost in thought.” He turned. She was standing. I fuck my eager pussy with the marker, it glides in easily. I slowly tease myself. It feels so good, yet leaves me needing more. Needing to be filled. To satisfy my sexting lover, I place the well lubed marker against my little pink asshole and apply some pressure. It slides in half way with only the slightest effort. I reach around and snap a pic to send him. He'll enjoy this.I clean the marker; palming it and my wadded up panties and hurry back to my desk to send it to him. Safely back in my.