He couldn't believe that girl he thought was so innocent could be such a... well the only word he could think of was slut. All of a sudden the bell fo... the start of lessons went off and he was brought to his senses. He quickly put the phone back in his draw but as the remaining lessons of the morning went on he could focus. His mind was in over drive going over and over the images. He did all the lessons sat behind his desk due to his cock not subsiding in the slightest. When the lunch break. The hands on my head changed and the fingers inside were withdrawn. I felt a sudden and desperate longing to be filled and was rewarded with the tip of something cold nudging and the entrance to my pussy. I didn’t need to look at it to know it was my new best friend, the big black dildo. I heard the lid of the olive oil ping and knew The Magician was getting it ready for me– my treat for the pleasure I was giving a stranger. I wanted it so bad my body began to shake. I had to catch my breath as. ” Somehow Mark took this in exactly the right way and instead of apologizing he walked over to Edy, scooped up her five foot seven frame and bent his head down, pulling her lips into a long kiss. The entire scene was something out of a romance novel, Edy not really thinking about anything other than how nice it was to be held and kissed by a man that didn’t smell of pot or beer.Mark was in a bit of a hurry, his boner in obvious need of being attended to as he pulled his shorts off. Edy was more. " "A pampered pussy!" declared Ali with a smile."A pampered pussy club!" laughed Tracy. "We could have coffee mornings and do each other's you-know-whats when we meet." "No... no: 'The Pampered Pussy Society'" said Erica, joining in with mock pomposity. "How about 'The Pampered Pussy Institute'?" suggested Donna. "Yes! We could all sing 'Jerusalem' and then strip off," laughed Erica. "Or make jam and spread it on each other's bodies," suggested Ali. "Oooh, I'm getting excited just thinking.