On to the club

As Lucy begins down the road, you check around to make sure no one is around, and satisfied the coast is clear, stop to replace your thong, pulling it up under your skirt and feeling the lace absorb the cum that has escaped from you.

”Hurry up you tart” Lucy calls from ahead of you, and you half run, half skip to catch up with her even as you are still adjusting your underwear, feeling the lace slip back between the cheeks of your ass.

“The club then?” She asks as you finally reach her.

“Sure, I’m in a dancing mood now, that was hot back there” you let her know.

“Well, I gathered that from the noise you was making, and I think the guy who wandered past had a pretty good idea as well” she tells you, and you can’t tell if she is serious or not that someone else heard it all.

As you chat, you reach the club, joining the small queue to get in. A couple of minutes later you are inside.