”“Let’s go find out.”I followed, noticing that she was carrying a bag from the gift shop. I couldn’t make out most of the things, but I coul... see that she’d bought a large candy cane because the top of it was sticking out of the bag. Actually, it was one of those thick peppermint rods, and didn’t have a crook like a candy cane despite the stripes. It was hardly surprising, because she was almost addicted to peppermint.Without the slightest conscious direction, my eyes drifted to the right, to. She bit her lower lip, a barely audible whimper of pleasure coming from her mouth as I played with her sensitive breasts. I reached back and slapped them as hard as I could without making a loud noise that would alert the viewers up front. This time her head fell back in pleasure as she whispers long and low, “Yessss….” As much as it pained me, I pulled her off my cock, spinning her around and sitting her in my lap. As she came down she flipped her skirt up to leave nothing between her pussy. You do NOT touch me in that manner unless specifically invited to do so! Is that perfectly clear?"I'm caught completely off guard and I can't hide the astonishment on my face. Or the embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, Rose Ann. I should have known better. It won't happen again." See that it doesn't!" When she sees my shame, she relents a little. Laying her palm against my face, she says, "Look, Randy, I'm sorry to sound so harsh but if you feel free to make affectionate gestures like that, it's just. I couldn’t breath. And to make things worse, she suddenly grabbed the back of my head and shmashed my face in her crotch. I could feel her pussylips and clit slide over face and mouth. Then she pulled my face out of her pussy and lifted her belly so she could see my face. My whole face felt moist from all her horny juices, I could feel it dripping down my neck. She told me that she was going to cum in my mouth, and that she hated to waste good pussyjuice, so I had to swallow every drop.She then.