The car swept up to the entrance to the Diablo Club and stopped. Alex and Jennifer now totally composed but for the faint red blush on Jennifer's cheeks, alighted and walked into the entrance of the imposing building. The tuxedoed doorman ushered them in and they stood transfixed by the activity in progress.
A slim blonde, in white corselet and white stockings, her mound smooth and depilated, approached and took Jennifer by the hand. With Alex following she led her to a dark table and the three of them sat on the soft, wide couch that ran behind.
The short clear-lacquered nails of the young girl contrasted with the long red manicured nails of Jennifer as they guided the newcomer's unresisting hand along her slender thigh and gently pressed the fingers into the dewy opening below her hairless mound.
Jennifer's middle finger began to push backwards and forwards into the slowly opening slit. She took her fingers to her mouth, ignoring the deprived protests of her new found friend, and sucked the delicious juices from her fingers.
Anna, the young blonde, leant forward, her perfect breasts highlighted by the cups of her corselet, their dark nipples a vivid contrast against the transparent whiteness of the outer flesh. Her long tongue flicked into Jennifer's mouth and ran along between her lip and teeth.