Marla in control-4

“Sorry ma’am.”

“You’re good.” Marla replied. He gave her a smile and turned to take the seat directly across from her. She liked the pizza guy and the lumberjack was so masculine, but this student was a pretty boy and far more her type than the other two. She feigned interest in the magazine, but once the Italian Stallion had settled in, she peered up and stared at him for over a minute, before he peered up from his laptop. When Marla realized that he’d caught her, she decided to continue the fun. She took her sunglasses off and stuck one of the arms on the edge of her lips, seductively swirling her tongue around it. She now definitely had his attention. She reached her hand onto her lap and picked up the remote. Marla set it to the highest setting, but kept it off, still not breaking eye contact. She then held the remote up to show him and mouthed “Remote control vibrator” as she spread her knees allowing a full view of her freshly shaved cootch. She blew him a kiss and pressed the power switch. Instantly her eyes rolled to the back of her head.