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At the Lake of the Ozarks' infamous Party Cove, a boatload of beautiful, barely-clad girls find themselves in a naughty conundrum. Nature's call beckons, but the nearest bathroom is a mile away. With no other option, they shed their wet bikinis, their luscious curves glistening in the sunlight. One by one, they squat, their streams mixing with the lake water, their moans of relief echoing around the cove. The sight of their public display turns the other partygoers on, the air thick with desire and the scent of their shared arousal.