fun at the fair

The grandstands are completely empty. I hold my hand out to help you up the massive number of stairs. The upper near corner is very secluded. I sit down to your left. This time I start really slow. I kiss your lips savoring your flavor. I let out a slight yelp of pleasure as you unexpectedly stick your tongue in my throat. Your hands are anxious. You keep pulling my hands toward you. "Bad Mary!" I chide. "I'm gonna tease you first," I say, sliding my hand from your near shoulder down your chest to your revealed thigh. I run my hand over the open skin. I pay most of my attention to kissing. My left hand hold your left at bay with a slight grasp that gets firm as my tongue enters your mouth. I pull away from you for a second and gaze into your eyes. you can tell I am enjoying this rather thoroghly, and I can tell by your nipples and shortness of breath that you are too. You, almost begrudgingly, let me take my sweet time. My right hand lifts from your leg. "dimple!" I squeek in my weird voice. You can't help but smile. I lean over into you. My hand falls down to yours. My left switches over to your upper thigh right on top of where the skirt folds over. I nibble on your ear. I move both my of my hands up to between our chests, somewhat squishing your boobs. I fondling for the buttons, paying more attention to kissing your neck then the act of undoing the top three button. I give a slight bite where the nexk and shoulder meet. I hear a slight moan and continue kissing the neck. The buttons are now undone as I kiss down your cleavage. I roll the shoulders of your blouse over revealing more of your chest as I alternate between breasts. I stay more toward your cleavage, which is all the is revealed. when I hit the bottom of your cleavage I look up at your face. Then I lick from cleavage all the way to your chin then around to your lips, which I nibble on for good measure. I lean away. I take my left hand, and unfold your skirt, leaving one peice of material between me and your pussy.My left hand messages the hip that is revealed. I move around to kneel in front of you. My right hand starts moving up your left leg on the inside. I moved it up until it is just under the skirt, or what is still covering, then cicle it to the outside. This movement bring the last of the fabric closer to your cooch revealing a few short hairs. I move my left hand to caress every last inch of newly revealed skin. I tease the hairs just slightly. I lean over and kiss your fully revealed right thigh. I lick up and down the inside, trying not to disturb what is left of the skirt. You place both of your hands on my head and pull me toward your hips. I turn up to look at you. You look back with a look of despair and pleasure. My right hand glides up your left leg underneath the skirt. It glazes across your outer lips, you tense up slightly. Then I flip back the last of hte fabric revealing your pussy in all it's glory. I no longer resist your pull and dive in tongue first. my right hand rest at my forehead and my thumb plys with your clit. My left hand has snuck under your shirt and is massaging your breast, although somewhat clusily, as I am fully distracted and using all of my dexterity. My tongue moves slowly about the inner walls, then up and down. As you moan I go faster. I respond to your half spoken words trying to hit the spot. I go in figure eights with my thumb, or the best that I can manage. Your hands rock my head back and forth. You pull out my ponytail and run your hands through my hair. I sigh slightly at that. With my right hand, I reach behind my head and grasp your right hand then place it where mine was, so you could help me better. My left hand immediately gets significantly better at groping your chest. Your moaning becomes louder. Your breathing has become so hard and rhythmic that is alone is rocking my head, which you are still fondling slightly with your left, but your attention has shifted to your right hand and your clit. You shove my face hard into your hips which you are arching your back to grind into my face. I feel you shudder just slightly. You let quick hard moan, followed quickly by another. I feel you hand slow on your clit, so I replace it with mind, determined to keep you going for another. I stop massaging your chest, but you pick that up your self, half heartedly. You can barely concentrate and your head is spinning. I run quick circles with my thumb then suck on your clit, then go back to the quick rhythmic circles and licking your pussy fully. You arch your back again and let out a louder moan, nearly a shriek. I slow my pace to nearly nothing, then stop and stand up. I lean over and give you a kiss which you return weakly. I force to crawl over from your chair to sit in my lap. You curl up to the best of your abilities and lean against me. I reach over and pick up your skirt, still sitting on the chair, and drape it over your still revealed cooch. I look down and smile at your still grinning face. I run my hand through your hair and sit there, enjoying you enjoying the afterglow.