#355044 - ” she breathed out long and slow as my fingers crept down her stomach, across her tight waist and in between the taunting material of her thong and heavenly flesh of her inner thigh, finding her longing clit presenting itself outwards and being rewardingly grasped between thumb and middle finger. Eventually we found ourselves at the bar inside and, given another half an hour and three shots of tequila each, I found myself alone with Erin, or as alone as you can be amongst a club full of drunken people dancing. To my surprise, Erin then swiftly left, closing the door behind her, and entered the cubicle next door, taking my hand so eagerly so that I had no choice but to follow her and find myself seated on the toilet in front of her with the door quickly closed and locked behind.