He imagined the shoreline and how it rapidly engulfs the rocks, the small birds pecking at the tiny pebbles. He would swim in this ocean one day, he t...ought. He would swim far away, enduring its swell and its calm luxury when the fish bite, or its maddening rush. The ocean calms him. The steady breeze captivates his hair. The warmth of the beneficent sun, the wind gusts, and the ocean’s swell remain so silent. The ocean would always endure, astounding science and forcing the poets to dream. Ah!. Going to school's work in my opinion. But technically, no."She goes back to her typing, giving me an obnoxious little sneer as she shoots back. "Oh I'm sorry honey, I didn't realize that being a college girl was a real job."Another slight pause, and I give another indifferent shrug "Sorry, don't be all mad at me that you weren't able to go to college. Bad grades?" Once again, I'll admit it. I have an attitude problem.The clatter of keys stops and she looks up from the computer screen,. Does she whisper my name in vain in bed?============================================================================================================================================================My mirror sees sweet submissive shyly seductive sexy sissy Stephanie seek self-pleasure satisfactionsMy mirror sees sweet submissive Stephanie present me proudly her sexily swollen thick lustful love-lipsMy mirror sees sweet submissive sexy Stephie present her cunning cunny called 'Famous Fanny' to. Some wild, hair pulling doggy style, some of the best cock worship I've ever experienced, and some nasty tit fucking followed by a happy mess all over her. But there was something I wanted to try...I'd read about it, watched it on a few pornos, was consumed in a need to experience it...the G-Spot orgasm.One night, after one of my prolonged nipple worship sessions, Emily was super wet and dying for a big finish. I slowly inserted one, then two, then three fingers in her. God, she was sopping.