"You're my boyfriend, right now..."

I am...and I like it...
She grabbed Kyle's hand, and dragged him off the dance floor, pulling him towards the bathrooms. This is crazy... Kyle's hands had been driving her crazy on the dance floor for too long.
"What..." Kyle asked, but Beth just pushed open the men's room door, took a look inside, and pulled him inside after her. The bathroom was typical of a beachfront bar: smelly, with sandy floors and sharp flourescent lighting. It had three stalls and two urinals, and Beth dragged him into to last stall and locked the door.
"Beth! This is crazy..."
"You're my boyfriend right now, remember?" She looked up at him, and turned, lifting her skirt to show him her bare ass. "And you've been making your girlfriend very horny on the dance floor..." she grinded her bare ass against his shorts. His hands grabbed her ass and squeezed.
"Fuck..."
"Don't you want...me to..." she turned, grabbing his waistband and popping the button. "Thank my boyfriend for coming to my rescue?" This is so fucked up... but I don't care.
"Fuck... more than you know, Beth. Since I laid eyes on you actually." He unzipped his shorts, and Beth dropped to her knees on the dirty, gritty floor, dragging down his shorts and boxers. "But...."
"No buts, Kyle, except this one." she smacked her own ass, and pushed him so he sat down on the toilet seat. His cock was stiff and ready.

"Fuck... I've been waiting for those lips since you first walked in the door today...." Kyle rubbed her head and held her hair up as she went to work on his big cock. She wasted little time being coy, getting him wet with her spit before going as deep as she could. She managed to bottom out before gagging, pulling off to spit all over his cock and stroke it.
"Dirty girl.. I love it."
"Anything for my boyfriend..." she cackled before returning to her work.
A few minutes later, two guys came into the bathroom. She slowed down a little, making less noise, and made eye contact with Kyle before smiling around his cock. {if Formation = 5
}God I've missed being a dirty slut. She stroked his cock and smiled. It's his brother. It's... practically like doing this with Brian. She knew she was in full slut mode if her excuses were that flimsy. {else
} Uh oh. Better not give ourselves away now. {endif
}After about thirty seconds, Beth heard the inevitable.
"Yo... check it." A whisper.
"Ohoooho shit..." a second voice.
Kyle shook his head, but Beth just picked up the pace, even slurping loudly at one point. They already know what's happening.
"Damn... wish my girl would do that..."
"She does, man, with me!"
"Man, fuck you."
The two guys washed their hands, and before they left, one of them said, at full volume, "Fuck her good, brah!"
Kyle laughed. "Fuck..."
Beth giggled, stroking his cock. "That was hot."
"You're a freak."