they finish on the dance floor

Against all odds, the dancing/grinding couple continued going at it in the middle of the massive crowd. Danny hadn't been to this club before (or any club much at all), so maybe this was normal? Sex on a dance floor seemed very 1970s vibe to him, but who knows. Maybe it's what folks did.

He watched as Camo Pants pumped into the girl to the beat of the music, and then he shifted his rhythm, working against the tempo of the song. His rhythm of fucking her was shifting from something choreographed to something he needed to climax.

Camo Pants wrapped his arms around her again, groping her breasts once more. As he squeezed her breasts and pulled her body against his, his thrust into her. Danny could see his ass clenching. After four or five more irregular thrusts, he held his position. Red Dress writhed backwards against him, and flung her arms behind her, over her shoulders, to grab Camo Pants's hair, and yank it toward her.

He held his hips against her, and Danny was certain that he had just come inside her. She quivered as she held him. He gripped her breasts tightly, pulling on the red dress material so much that it was riding even further up than before. Danny could see her entire lower body, her white panties not only on full display to him, but he could even tell that they were slightly pulled to one side so that he had access for his cock.

Camo Pants pulsed into her one more time, and then leaned backward. Red Dress pushed her own ass backward with him in order to not simply release his dick into the free air of the club. They remained in contact for a moment, but eventually, he casually slid out of her, and in one move, tucked his dick back into his pants. She pulled the sides of her dress back down, smiling a little as if to say "whoa, I didn't realize this had happened!" and looked around the club to see who noticed them.

As Camo Pants tucked in and zipped up, he danced around her a little more, and then ducked away off the floor. Red Dress, on the other hand, continued bouncing to the music, and found a crowd of people she knew (or got instantly chatty with), and danced and talked with them. She leaned into the ear of one of them, a woman with short blonde hair, and whispered something. The woman looked at her, then at her dress, then around behind her at her ass. She laughed and said something that Danny tried to lip read, and might have been "you fucking slut!" Danny laughed at that, and began to make his way back toward DJ Wink.