When we arrived back at the house on Queen Anne Hill Arisol pulled up to the garage end of the drive and parked. She said “you may as well bring ...our case in here; Sally will want to see your stuff when she gets here.” As I carried the folio into the garage apartment I wondered just what ‘stuff’ she would want to see, but didn’t say anything. Arisol decided to change her clothes, so I opted to go in the house and change as well, and left her to take care of what she needed to do. . A short hallway led into the club. According to the sign by the main doors, the club had only been opened for about an hour, but it was relatively crowded. As they walked through the short corridor to the main room, they passed a political poster that said:Defend our lifestyle against the Puritans, moralists,censors, and control freaks -- vote Libertarian!Julie remarked, "Aren't they some kind of Communists?"Donna answered, "Nah, I think they're Fascists?"An adjacent poster said:Legalize ALL. Those who haven’t read my previous stories, you have missed a lot. So click to read them all.This story happened recently in my degree college days. It’s based on the real incident except for changed names and some mods. So coming straight to the story.It was our final year of college. Everyone, as usual, wanted to have a memorable thing like a party or an outing. So the initial plans were all fucked up and ditched by many people. Finally, everyone ended up going separate as their wishes. So. Nipples hard and my rubbing all over my breasts made a very clear effect on the guys. Opening their shorts each took their cock in hand.Over the years of watching my parent’s porn I had seen some huge dicks and these two men were running right up there. Becky had pulled her lingerie aside and was stroking her cunt.All this time I was getting hotter and hotter. By now my little cotton panties were soaked in my cunt flow. My hands moved to lift my skirt exposing the barely there panty front..