In stead of being surrounded by her areolas my Christmas Angel’s nipples were surrounded by aureolas. I was drawn to them like a moth is drawn to a ...andle. Somehow I felt like I was sucking life itself from her wonderful nipples. I had a feeling of euphoria. It was like a wonderful dream or something. I was lost in time and space as I melded with my Christmas Angel.I was sure that I was making love to her but there was nothing specific about it. Every fiber of my being tingled with sexual. I hadn't really noticed until she was taking her clothes off. Last time she had a very modest skirt, and shirt. This time she was wearing really short shorts, with no panties, and her top was kind of open at the side and only tied at the waist. That did mean I could see her bra before she took that off, she really needed a bra with that top or it would leave nothing to the imagination and probably get her arrested. As it was, I could see a spiderweb tattoo she had under her right boob. Once. She looked at me kind of hard, up and down and then into my eyes, probably trying to see if I was some kind of serial killer or other freak of nature, and then graciously accepted.I took her hand and helped her up and we collected her s**ttered belongings, putting some back in her bag, and me carrying some in my hands. I asked her where she was parked and she said the student parking lot. I noted that it was a long walk and since my car was right there, why not just ride. Besides, it would. I fingered myself for several minutes as I watched his two buddies stroke harder on each of their cocks. I couldn’t take it anymore as I started to make myself cum very hard right in front of them. I couldn’t believe how hard I had orgasm. His two buddies were now on the verge of cumming themselves as I walked back towards Alex. Alex then said, “Why don’t you let them cum all over your gorgeous ass!” I thought about it for a second as they both were smiling with their approval. I couldn’t.