"Stick with me, boys, and we'll be famous and have more poon then you can shake a stick at."They started up another song and the musical was so primal...that my body responded to it. My heart was hammering, my nipples ached so hard in my bra, and my poor little pussy was itching to get laid. If Sean were here, I was pretty sure I'd jump his bones right then and there. I was getting so horny. I was looking at the teenage boys playing before me. Kurt was a hot young man, and his hair spiked up into. Gabriella and I were at the world’s tiniest nightclub, right on the beach. It was so small that if I counted, I’m sure no more than fifty people were squeezed inside, and that was including staff. This sexy guy asked me to dance. Of course I said yes—he was fucking fine as hell. Tall, muscular, and sweaty, with the kind of humid sheen that coats your body on a steamy beach, in a cramped club. We dirty-danced for an hour straight. He could move too. That slow grind that turns me on. When a man. I didn't want to feel like a stalker so I waited a while before going in. When I got to the booths they were gone. Well I soon heard them fucking in one and as I walked by the door flew open and he had her on a chair with her head by the screen and her legs pushing against the door. They jumped up and I shut the door for them. When they came out I was standing guard to make sure the creepy old guys didn't try anything. I asked them if they would like to join me in a booth and to my surprise. Her bra followed so that she was now topless. She lay back onto the bed and kicked off her shoes. Reaching up under her skirt she pulled her panties down, aware that they had been sticking slightly to her wet lips. She lifted her skirt so that it was bunched up around her slim waist, not wanting to waste time taking it off. She sat up again, this time with her legs either side of the laptop. It felt good to be almost naked, it made her even more aroused. She looked at the window, aware that.