Tina scanned the club in search for Bette. She wanted her.

Bette had gone a few minutes ago to buy some more drinks, only to leave Tina with such an arousal, her crotch was surely gurgling when moved.

Ill bring you something to ease your thirst, sweety, but know this; I know what I would love to drink was what Bette had seductively whispered in Tinas ear as she left for the bar.

Tina was moving. Quickly. Squishing. Finding Bette. Not caring about the drinks. Not caring about anything. Just finding Bette.

Bette was just finished getting their drinks and paying when she felt a pair of hands grabbing her waist. She was startled and spilled some of the liquids only to feel other liquids pouring through her body as Tina said

I dont need alcohol to ease my thirst, baby took a long seductive sip of her margarita all the while looking into Bettes eyes now filled with desire. She left the drinks at the counter took Bettes hands and began her search for some place private, ***** fuckable.

She shoved the people standing in their way aside, her mission loud and clear by the look in her eyes. Pit stop restrooms;

She quite firmly asked (commanded/ordered/demanded whatever, yall know this side of Tina right!) the other girls in the there to leave. Before she could check the stalls, Bette attacked her from behind. She shoved her over to the wall, pinned her arms over her head and began sucking on Tinas neck.

Tina began grinding her ***** into Bettes front and Bette left one hand pinning Tinas, while she had her other hand kneading Tinas *****. All the while kissing, licking, sucking on her neck of course. Tina was groaning. Bette spread Tinas legs and Tina had to find something to hold on to, the paper tissue box on the wall coming nearest.

The sound of the paper tissue box falling to the floor in a crash, and a fumbling Tina knocking down the trash can didnt interrupt their steamy make out session soon to be a very public display of affection/sexual tension/raw lust – whatever.!

But the noise they made was suddenly accompanied by a flushing of a toilet and a frightened girl who clearly looked as if she hadnt gotten the call off on the country wannabe theme that night, seeing as she peeped out of the booth and tip toed out wearing a full Dolly Parton outfit, her scared eyes competing with her ***** in size, standing no chance of course…

The time stood still for a second there while Bette and Tina looked in awe at these enormous pair of ***** swung as the owner lurked over to the sink right next to them. With an apologetic expression she quickly washed her hands, took a glance at her claw like blood red nails and whispered a haste sorry before she swung her ***** out of the rest room obviously hoping to find a set of Willie Nelson braids out there to cling on to.

Bette and Tina looked at each other, both struggling to grasp what just happened. Even though they had been jerked right out of the session, Tina was determined not to let a simple Dolly Parton ruin the action she was planning on getting tonight. She turned around and kissed Bette hard and brutal, taking complete ownership of her mouth and tongue

Now babe, the respiratory issues our little Dolly there clearly had with those jugglers choking her half to death. Tina rasped in Bettes ear while licking it and sucking on her loab are nothing compared to the issues youll be having later on.

Tina slowly removed her grip on Bette, hooked her index finger with her own and guided a drooling puppy-like Bette out of the rest room


Now which panties did I tell you to wear..?


Bette swallowed hard..