You have risen again.

"Umm, we seem to be ready again." You say with a smile and lift your skirt to reveal your rock hard cock.

"Nice recovery time eh? Well if we must, we must." With that this time she pulls down her panties and climbs on your lap. Her head pressing on the roof of the car she drops your seat back and pulls your rod out of your panties. "If you keep this up we might as well not even have these." As she says this she snaps the strap of your panties. Just as your mind registeres the snap she takes you into her moist pussy. Kissing her chin and neck you hump her as hard as you can in the confines of the car. The feel of the costume proves to add to much to your already heightened desire and you don't last quite as long as you would like, but at least as you blow you can tell by the look on her face she is getting off as well.
Smelling of fresh sex you both exit the car and climb back into your panties, checking your makup you head in, pay the $20 cover and head for the bar for drinks. You spot a sign that states the judging will be in two hours, and begin getting drunk as hell. Eventually she convinces you to try the dance floor in your heels, and either you are a natural, or so drunk you think you are, but you find it easy dispite the heels.

Then as you notice she has apparently stepped away you feel someone grab your ass, and whisper in your ear. "So you wanna fuck in the bathroom, you hot little slut."