She stalked her across the dancefloor, looking into the girl’s eyes as she moved against her. Hand moving down the girl's back and over her ass, pulling her into her.

“I want you,” she mouthed before turning towards the bathrooms. The girl swallowed and followed.

Pulled into the cubicle, hand in her hair, mouth on mouth, hand under her top, pawing her, nipple rolled, pinched, a moan escaped.

A zipper undone, hand inside damp knickers, feeling her wetness. A thumb scraped across her clit as two fingers curled deep inside, filling her, fucking her hard.

When she was finished, she wiped her fingers on the girl's neck like perfume before she left.