I leaned down and sucked her engorged clitoris between my lips and gently flicked the tip of my tongue across its sensitive tip. She moaned softly and...her breathing became ragged indicating to me her arousal was rising like the mercury in a thermometer being held over a flame. Sylvia was obviously not even attempting to restrain the passion which was mounting within her. It was building within her like snow piling on the summit of a mountaintop and would come roaring down in an unstoppable. As they yelled I sprinted up and dove head first into the back seat, my skirt flying up around my ears as I did."Thanks," I panted, managing to get myself right side up with the help of the very eager hands of the boys in the back seat. There wasn't anyplace to sit, so I wound up on someone's lap, of course, giving him a thrill.They knew a back way into the parking area, near the gym, and we sneaked into the field through the athletes' entrance, which avoided both the crush at the ticket. She spun around so her back was to me and told me to zip her up as she was trying to dress herself and couldn't quite get it.I straightaway noticed lots of bare back as I pulled up the zip, no bra. She turned back around and was trying to fit her boobs into the cups of the dress. There wasn't much of the dress to be honest. She told me she was a Santa helper as well, so Santa picks up cocktail waitresses and hookers who knew. She gave my outfit the once over and commented on the tights.Now I'll. She felt a tingle in her pussy, driving her forward. Cindy let herself say yes to the desire, the hunger, the passion to have more, feel more. She spread her hands all over Rob’s body, touching, whispering, petting. His head bobbed up and down a bit, he could get nervous, but she patiently kept on, her fingers mute testament to her devotion and desire. Her fingers gently stroked his strong back, affectionately fondled his giant muscles, tenderly caressed his taut belly.Many was the time that.