We exchanged anonymous e-mail, me telling her about my fantasies about her, and she begging for my picture. My picture. If I sent it, then it would be...clear, no turning back. So I took a chance. My lust won out over reason. I feigned a reason to go over to her her building hoping her door was open when I walked past. It was. We made pleasant chit chat, talked about work, the weather, vacation. I made sure to take my coat off, revealing that my breasts were pushing against my sweater and when I. Pleasure rippled through me.Then I felt the hot kiss of her pussy. My student's cunt. She groaned as she pushed herself down my cock. Her labia spread over my dick, swallowing more and more of me. She groaned and I moaned as she sank down my shaft. Her delicious cunt caressed me. I reveled in her tight embrace. Pleasure flowed down to the root of my cock.To my balls brimming with cum.My hands found her hips, feeling her silky skin. She groaned, her pussy clenching on my dick as she stirred. I told her I had and that it was my dream to sail away on a sailboat one day. We decided to call it a night and I walked her to her room and we said goodnight. The next morning, I awoke and made some plans for the next couple of days. I went down to the local marina and inquired about a sailboat I could rent. Well, unfortunately, they did not rent sailboats, but they had a few for sale. Just out of curiosity, I took a look at them. Most of them were rough, but there was one that was set to. ’ Stan wanted to say more, but thought he should leave it at that for now. ‘Ready to go, Marcus is waiting to drive us to Rodney Bay, just up the coast?’ ‘Ready, just let me grab my clutch and my key’ Jessica returned and stepped through the door. As they walked along the sidewalk to the limo, Stan placed his palm on the exposed skin on her back, between the tie of the halter and the top of the skirt. The warmth of his touch sent a chill up Jessica’s spine. She told herself it was the warmth of.