I will always remember this. It was the sisters of Mercy.She asked me if I like the music. Of course I did. I let her stand in front of me. She took m...y hands and put them on her belly. I pulled her close. Her hair smelled sweet. I got hard, I wanted to pull back, but she already knew. She turned her head and smiled. Her dark eyes wild. She pushed her butt hard against my dick. I was lost. She took my hand and placed it on her crotch. The people around didn't notice, they were all looking at the. I then sat on one of the railings and pulled my legs up and around his waist, pulling him close. "Now Jordan, I want your dick now." He put it in slowly and then when I moaned he pushed it in faster, and faster until he was going as fast as he could. I was soon moaning and groaning as my pussy formed around his meat like cock, making him groan and match my speed against him. Soon, he and I were reaching our cumming points, I whispered "Oh Jordan, I'm cumming!" as he said "I'm cumming, hold. We could hear them over the radio, begging for help as the temperature plummeted. The killing storm out of Alberta had shut down any air support and the incredible winds scalded the interstate bald of traffic.I hauled twenty seven people out of those semis, two-by-two, one under each arm, over the mountain passes and valleys to our ranch, some twelve miles to the north.According to the idiot that owned the carnival, all advertising is good advertising. The “miracle sky lift” made the local TV. You didn’t answer and I thought I could catch you this morning before you left and I couldn’t reach you and-” She ran out of breath and stopped to breath. Ben could hear her and it sounded like she was gasping for breath.“Are you alright? You sound out of breath. I didn’t make you run for the phone did I?”, he asked. She frowned and composed herself.“No. I mean yes. I mean I’m ok, no I’m not out of breath. Are you ok? Where are you?” she repeated her questions in an undisguised voice of.