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 ...sshole 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 seat, I toss my panties in my purse and slip the marker back against my clit. Email. Actually, I wanted to be watching all of him.I stripped out of my weekend chore scrungy clothes and looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror on the closet door. I enjoyed the image with the sheen of my long black hair, my big brown eyes, and light olive skin. I gazed at my pretty, round breasts and their brown, sensitive nipples. Perhaps I could get my Viking to do some caressing and stroking? My full lips split into a smile as I slipped my left hand down across my chest, briefly. ”The next morning, Emma was sitting in class, reflecting on her night with Brent. She was so high with giddiness that she caught herself smiling like an idiot in “Principles of Accounting.”She thought of the previous night; the feeling of Brent’s body against hers in the warm water, the feeling of the sand on her bare ass, the feeling of Brent’s erection beneath her fingers. His erection ... the combination of firm and soft and her feeling of control as she pumped him. The feeling of him. But she wouldn t be still. Her lust was too great. She couldn t hold still, even as she groaned and begged for his cock in a drunken monotone.He seized her writhing hips. He kneed her legs far apart and thrust his cock at her honeyed cunt. He jabbed, time and again, until Norma finally found him with her hand. His cock was guided and then he was there, pounding his hard prick up Peggy's unresisting pussy-hole.She groaned and howled as she felt the ridge of his hard cock scrapeacross her erect.