Heads turned as we were walking into the party. Her red miniskirt had a red frilly lace tulle fringe under the hem; the top was cut to show her cleava...ge, as well as her tight, taut abdomen, all held together with a candy cane and bow. Four-inch patent leather black open toed heels held her up, while the mid-thigh red and white striped stockings were buckled with a belt, gift wrapping her legs. She topped it off with a red Santa shawl, fringed in white fur and tied with a ribbon. She looked like. "I saw you throwing your pretty little ass at my boyfriend, slut!" She gripped my neck now, holding me against the partition, and she was clutching one of my breasts through thin fabric of my light blue slipdress.So that was it! "No... listen... I wasn't... I didn't know-" Bullshit!" She slapped me again, and I tried to fend off the backslap by putting my hand up and kicking out at her. I caught the inside of her calf, which only pissed her off more. This angry girl drove her knee up, right. She was still feeling very horny and in desperate need of some major league scratching of her itch; now she can safely concentrate on the business of sating her hunger and finding a capable man to quench the fire of her burning sexual desire. ************** Upon disembarking from the Limo and stepping into the hotel, Lynda was greeted rather more warmly than usual by the concierge, and then she was greeted personally by the manager whom she didn’t like very much. The manager assured her that he. Instinctively my other hand caressed my silky breasts, pinching my ever-stiffening nipples as they rubbed against the satin sheets.First one, then another of my long fingers found their way into my steaming cave and probed deeply causing me to arch my back and cry out. As I alternated plunging my fingers into my warm wetness and attacking my engorged clit. I felt a rising pressure inside my body.I was so fricking close.Beads of sweat formed on my brow and I panted deeply as I ceased my.