I lifted up her skirt and started felling her pussy, it was still wet, worm and slippery. Her lags started to spread as I was running my fingers along...her completely soaked pussy. She arched her back towards me, and I could fell my hard cock pulsating against her body. I pulled my hand out and turned her around, I brushed her hair behind her ear, and stared in to her wonderful eyes. She reached over and started kissing me. I lifted up her skirt, puled my hard hard hard cock out, and started to. She was changing into her swim suit at the lake and I got to see her perky tits bounce out of her skin tight tank top. It was so hard not to jerk off in the bush next to the changing area so after a bit of rubbing my cock and staring at her body I quickly ran into the water and tried to hide my hard cock. Then I saw her walking into the water I tried to hide it, and then she came up behind me and started splashing around me, her breast bouncing around my face as I try to play around and splash. We therefore split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was on classy club music, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. My choice was therefore a club called the Box. It had an open atmosphere, two dance floors: one for club music downstairs and rnb/pop upstairs. It contained two bars and a dark room at the top. The dark room was a place I didnt use to go to. I had paid a visit once out of curiosity. That time it didnt take long until I felt. “ ... Couple a’ hours?”I nodded, looking at the wall clock. “Okay, tell her we’ll be there at 1:00 o’clock!” And then I thought of something Mercedes told Stephanie.I motioned for her to cover the microphone. “Was she upset about the ‘clothing optional’ thing you told her?” I asked.Mercedes grinned broadly. “Huh-uh. Steph is ... ahhhh ... well ... maybe a little bit of an exhibitionist...”I answered her grin with one of my own. I had a naughty idea. “Okay ... tell her ... well, how ‘bout.