Dark short hair, makeup perfect. I'd say maybe 28, she stood up super straight, her breasts jutting out against a frilly, tight blouse under a short s...it jacket that ended at the waist. The jacket and skirt were of the same material, a silky very light sea foam green with an embossed slightly darker paisley design, I think they call it brocade but I could be mistaken. She shimmered as she walked. Nylons and an cream colored set of high heels finished the outfit. She carried a purse that. Just as I opened my mouth for another one, up he came smiling.“Here-Here’s your napkin girl” we both just started laughing, so did the eyeing couple at the other table. “ What’re they laughing about?” my friend said.“ I don’t know but I believe this is when I go freshen up.” As I got up from the table the couple from the other table got up also. I walked into the restroom—well, more like staggered -- my legs were still a little bit weak. Hopefully, no one noticed. When I went into the restroom,. I choked and spluttered as she kept repeatedly thrusting the sticky thick minty rock down my throat. As if I didn't hate those disgusting holiday sweets enough as it is already, this was doing nothing to change my mind on them!She finally pulled it out of my mouth, and inspected its sticky wetness."Hmm... Good enough!"She then giggled like a hyena, and handed it to the one who was kneeling between my thighs.She took the candy cane from her friend, and without warning, pressed it up between my. She tried to hold it firm and stroked it gently and softly peeled the top skin sending me in a tizzy. I couldn’t wonder how wonderful were her assets as I kept feeling and enjoying them and oh god.How soft and plum were her melons. Just could not get enough of them as I kept squeezing and gobbling them. I liked the softness. The fullness of it. I put my hand on her head and pushed her face down towards my rock hard cock she happily bent down started to lick my dick head. As she unleashed her.