No way! Go somewhere more private...

Cooler heads prevail. One of the girls wants more booze. One wants to use the restroom. They actually have a VIP table in the back of the club. It's there that the pigtailed blonde, hand still rubbing the tiny mound of her pussy underneath her shorts, sits up on the table. Containers of **** fall to the floor and she spreads her pale, post-pubescent legs, leaning back and writhing on the cool metal of the table.