A guy from behind Danni lifted her short skirt. Her cock was well above the waste band of her thong. I'd guess at least 7”. The guys were whispering...in Danni's ear. Danni was smiling.Danni bent over to undo the straps of her shoes. One moved in and was dry humping her ass. Danni was grinding back. They pulled her top open, a few buttons popped off. The other unzipped her skirt pulling it up so her skirt was around her waist exposing that big cock.They headed to one of the rooms. There was a lot. 'Yeah, ' said Matt under his breath. 'See you.''Tonight's the night, Marsden.' Nettles and Asbury had arrived at the club moments after Matt.'What you on about?''I told ya. I'm gonna fuck Larson tonight. Have you seen her? She's looking hot. I knew she was a dirty little slut. She'd have to be to wear an outfit like that in public. She's begging for it and I'm gonna give it her. You know, I might even take her up the arse. Her twat's probably too loose.'Matt stomped away, found a seat in a. I noticed she had positioned herself so she could watch us in the floor length mirror in the corner of the room. I ran my hands through her wet hair as she sucked me off. Her hands caressed my balls, ran over my bum and teased my arse hole. I’d never been penetrated before and her fingers back there were making me nervous. Again she sensed this and kept her touches light just rubbing my hole and not penetrating. ‘Do you like my fingers there?’ she asked looking up at me, my cock in her hand. They were met by Charlie Withers in his 4WD extended cab pickup. They shook hands all around."How long's it gonna take us to get to an overlook where we've got a good shot of the border crossing? How much daylight do you figure we'll have left?" Charlie asked."I'd say no more than forty-five minutes to get there, and at least an hour of good daylight." So where is this place we're going?" A good friend of mine ... an old fishing buddy ... has a cabin on the hillside overlooking Myers Creek. He.