..." But then Sally noticed the slim frame sitting on the benches and decided to just go with it. Everyone knew how attached Maricela was to Mr. Craig.... Though she was an airhead, she took his advance history class just to be with him. It was funny how desperate she was to get laid by someone older than her. It's Craig, though, so she probably already did. "Never mind," she urged him on. The rest of the walk into the parking garage was silent, neither of them speaking a word.. The music starts and lots of people get up to dance, mostly women, and an influx of men come to the bar for refills. My group of six women divides. The younger ones go to dance, the two older women stay at the bar. They are on guard. They watch the younger ones, ready to step in if they see any trouble, they are guarding coats and handbags and they are watching the drinks, making sure nobody tampers with them. I am impressed.I sip my drink, perfectly relaxed. The younger ones come back and on. ." She panted. I raised an eyebrow and gave a hard thrust upward as she drove herself down causing her throw her head back with a short scream. "Goddammit, Camrey!" She cried, and my response was merely to nip at her, now exposed, throat. I let my free hand roam across her body, now slick with sweat. I wondered how much longer she could go. The muscles in my forearm were starting to ache and burn from remaining tense for so long. I ran my nails down her stomach and sides as she leaned back. Minutes passed but it seemed like hours and her arousal had died, or she thought it had. Hands lightly stroked her arms and she almost sagged as her pussy immediately spasmed in need of attention. The hands moved over her body squeezing gently, fingers probing and nipping, when they touched her pussy she gasped but the hands moved quickly away. It was as though they wanted to keep her aroused, aroused but denied relief. She tried pleading but only a garbled noise was heard, she needed to cum,.