Here you are working in a ticket booth. Really just a plywood shack shaped like an outhouse. There's a door in the back which latches from the inside ...and a window in the front for selling ride tickets. The window is small and just about chest level to discourage customers from grabbing tickets when you are not looking.Since you didn't leave the house this morning expecting to be pulled into this, you are not dressed for a carnival. We had originally planned on a sexy date, so you're wearing a. It seemed to be so natural to spread her legs and let Ron wedge his body between them. She moaned when she felt his tongue flick her clitoris.Ron knew he had her! She was his to do with as he pleased. Licking her pussy, he looked toward the closet. He could see Paul, with a glazed look on his face, pounding his pitiful dick. Ron eased his pajamas down and kicked them off. He had tongue fucked her last night. This morning, he was following the script of the movie. He was teasing and driving her. " She cupped his nuts and tugged them down and pushed them back between his thighs so that his cock would get harder. She wanted to see if his tool would shape up the way that she had imagined it. Without thinking she was on her knees and had the spongy head of his thickened and throbbing thumper between her lips, her tongue massaging the sensitive area beneath his mushroom cap. She turned her head to the side and let it press against the inside of her cheek. Then she let go of Jack's shaft and. .She'd gone three steps before she realized he wasn't following her. Shegiggled again."Come on," she said and took his hand. In a daze, he followed her.Then she pushed him, gently, into the pool.The splash of the cold water snapped him out of his funk. His head roseabove the water and he gasped for breath. Joe was grinning down at himfrom the pools edge. He looked around for the backpack and saw itsitting next to a set of chairs behind her.She jumped in.The events which happened next were.