Who are you guys
We were having a great time at the fair, guys were checking me out, my husband was constantly sliding his hand over my ass. We were drinking, smoking and i decided I needed a little relief.

Needless to say when I whispered in his ear that I wanted to find a place to fuck he had no objection.

This was not going to be easy, we wandered beyond the edges of the main festival to some supply tents. wandering through them, hoping to find one that was empty.

And then it happened, an empty tent, and even better, there was a large stack of boxes for us to hide behind so nobody could see us just walking by.

we weren't behind the boxes for two seconds when he pulled me hard into his arms, one hand on my tit, the other already going up my skirt. his hands went right under my panties to my dripping pussy. as his fingers glided across I needed more, I struggled with him to pull my panties down over my hips, allowing them to fall to my ankles.

As he vigorously bit on my neck (a softball move, he knows that turns my knees to butter), I spread my legs and his fingers found the right spot, as they always do.

I began moaning, trembling, all the teasing, flirting, I was already horny. I cried out that I was cumming and fell into his arms, he had to hold me up as his fingers prodded and rubbed over my dripping, wet, squirting pussy.

then my clit hit hypersensitive mode and I begged, mercy mercy, but knowing of no other solution I dropped to my knees

I took his rock hard cock out and wrapped my lips around the head, pumping, stroking suckling, I had just orgasmed in his arms.....there was no way he could...

and then BAM, a torrid stream of cum into my mouth.

and I was so horny I greedily swallowed every drop and gave his swollen head a bit of post orgasm torture revenge until he begged me to stop

i stood up, shit eating grins on both of us as we tried to get our hair back into something other than a "just got fucked" look. i went to grab my pantie but he was too quick. "these are mine now" he said assertively

fuck, if a girl could come from words, those would have been it

he took me by the hand and we turned the corner.

My jaw practically dropped to the floor. There they sat a group of about four to five guys and a few girls passing around a joint.

"join us" one of the men said

well, you never have to ask this girl twice if she want a post orgasm joint

did they know? do I give a fuck if they did?

right now my only worry was trying to figure out how to get down to the pillows they had spread out without showing off my naked pussy.

I tried my best, but the expression on the guys sitting directly opposite me suggested that I had failed