We both stopped for a moment and looked at each other. We both silently knew it, nodded it, and agreed. We had to fuck, and we both knew it. Obviously...there are too many people here at this club, so where do we go? Amber, for all her sweetness, obviously had her daring side. We practically ran out the club and down towards our hotels, occasionally stopping to make out and grope each other near moonlit hotel pool sides next to the beach. We finally decided – the beach. We had to just fuck on. She grabbed me, pulled me close, and started grinding against me to the thumping music that was playing in the bar. I could feel her trying to grind against my cock. It started to grow. She was bending her knees, dancing up and down along my body. She kept going back to pushing against my cock, almost standing on one foot to get on top of it. I was getting really hard, and she knew it. I'd forgotten about the beads, but she hadn't. Distracted by the show, I forgot what she wanted. Immediately,. Crissy on the other hand was Hispanic with schools best legs. I probed Crissy'smind next. Mostly it was gossip, dancing, and ....well nothing. I pushed alittle harder and found out that she had just come from the bath room wereshe had finger fucked her self thinking about Amanda's ass. Interesting sinceshe was known to be a homophobe and also one of the few girls considered tobe a "good religious girl". She of course would never admit do masturbatinglet alone thinking about a girl while doing. . I need..." Ya need ta be someone rougher an' tougher, someone who's a lover moreden a fighter..." Yes." Ya need ta be ... me." Yes!"Suddenly the hand which had been massaging her snatch withdrew rapidly,and instead grabbed hold of the thick manhood of the suit. With acarefully calculated and very forceful thrust, the hand guided the thickmeat shaft on the inside of the suit deep into Anya's slit where itstretched out her labial lips wide and applied constant pressure to heralready sensitive.