The nearest closet!

At first, Bailey thinks Sarah is joking as she drops money onto the table to pay the bill and the tip, grabbing Bailey's hand and pulling her toward the door. "See you later, Mikey," Sarah calls to the maitre-de, guiding her to the door and out onto the street. Sarah is smiling, a playful look on her face, as she swings Bailey around to face her. The two of them are standing on the curb, and Sarah looks deep into Bailey's eyes, causing the shorter girl to feel light-headed, butterflies in her belly. "Where's your car, honey?" Sarah asks, urgently.

Bailey points down the street to where they're parked around the side. Almost dragging her, Sarah marches purposefully toward the little beat-up Nissan; as soon as they reach it, she presses Bailey back against the side of the car, and leans in, kissing her, hand on the back of her head. The kiss goes on forever, Bailey's head spinning as she melts, the feel of Sarah's lips, velvet smooth, hot, wet, driving electrical thrills through Bailey's body. Her brain is checked out, her whole being concentrating on the fell of Sarah's body, pushing her back into the car door.

Sarah comes up for air long enough to grin wolfishly. "Keys," she says, snapping her fingers and holding out her hand. Bailey can't suppress a giggle as she fumbles in her purse, feeling Sarah's other hand rubbing her ass through her dress, sliding along her thigh toward the wet spot in the center of Bailey's panties. Without warning, Sarah kisses and then bites Bailey's shoulder; gasping, Bailey almost drops the keys, but manages to get them into Sarah's free hand. Sarah unlocks the car, and opens the back passenger door, pushing Bailey down and onto the dark cushions. Bailey laughs, then gasps again as Sarah piles in on top of her, shoving her down into the cushions.

"Umm, are you sure about this?" Bailey moans, felling Sarah's tits pressing against hers through their blouses. "It's kinda public."

"It's no closet," Sarah agrees, breathing heavy. "But if I can watch you in the back of my van, I can get off with you in the back of your car."

"I guess that's appropriate," Bailey says, clutching at Sarah's hips as Sarah flips her skirt up and pulls Bailey's soaked panties down toward her feet. It's cramped, but Sarah pushes Bailey into the corner, scrunching down onto the floor in front of Bailey, pulling her legs up over onto Sarah's shoulders. Bailey is almost fainting, her breath ragged, her whole body on fire.

Sarah stops, gazing down on Bailey's naked cunt. "Wow," she whispers. "You like this, huh?"

"Shut up and fuck me," Bailey groans, grinding her hips forward and grabbing the back of Sarah's head, pulling her mouth to Bailey's sopping wet pussy. Without hesitation, Sarah's tongue darts into her, slipping inside Bailey's overheated cunny. Bailey squeals in pleasure, holding her breath as jolts of pleasure fire up her spine and into the most animal parts of her brain. Sarah eats Bailey out, her fingers thrusting into the smaller girl's pussy. The whole thing is so much hotter becuase they both know any second now someone could walk through the parking lot and catch them. Bailey peaks, shuddering and moaning as her muscles contract around Sarah's fingers, her wetness pouring from her as she cums.

Sarah leans back and sits up, her face slick with Bailey's juices. She kisses Bailey's forehead, which is salty with sweat, and reaches to pull Bailey close. Instead, Bailey pushes her away, and grabs for Sarah's own slacks, unhooking her pants and pushing them down far enough to open a path to Sarah's own snatch. Cuddling close, Bailey begins kissing Sarah's neck, nuzzling her as Bailey's fingers slide down into Sarah's panties. She's so wet already that Bailey meets no resistance at all when her fingertip slips along Sarah's clit. "Oh, Bailey," Sarah moans softly, her hand going up into Bailey's hair, the two of them kissing. Unline Sarah, Bailey is slow, methodical, working her lover up slowly, kissing her, biting her neck, tongue flicking acorss Sarah's earlobe, Bailey's fingers working her wetness. Sarah begins to shiver, her eyes focused on Bailey's face. "I love you," Sarah whispers, her body shuddering, getting closer and closer. "I love you so much, Bailey," she moans again, and her arms and legs are shaking as she edges along the precipice of her orgasm. Then, lovingly, firmly, Bailey suddenly thrusts her fingers deep into Sarah's body, and Sarah gasps and sighs, cumming hard, her breath laboured as she pushes her hips forward, trying to take more of Bailey's fingers into herself. Both girls are floating in a haze of satisfied lust and desire, neither paying any attention anymore to anything outside their own little world.