After taking a moment, Megan said heavy petting but never any further. Kyle quickly responded “what do you mean by heavy petting? Above the clothes ...r naked? Does that include hand jobs? Have you ever given a blowjob?”“Hey! That is more than one question” Megan shouted back. “The game is called truth or dare and I’m just trying to get at the truth of your sexual experience”. The group agreed with Kyle and Megan begrudgingly answered the questions in a shy, all top innocent voice. “Below the. As she was busy trying some outfits at the changing room, the man came to me and we started chatting. He got directly to the point, saying my wife had lovely feet…I then knew this guy had a huge foot fetish and I could also see a growing bulge in his trousers. After a pause from my side, he insisted, saying he would pay me to have a foot job by my sensual wife. He was perhaps expecting me to react strongly, but he did not know that inside I was brimming with pleasure. I told him I would discuss. “Yeah, I do like it.” She grabbed Dirk's head and pressed his lips against one of her breasts. Dirk massaged the nipple with his teeth. “But not nearly as much as I like what you're doing right now.” She pushed her pants down and kicked them free. Dirk snaked a hand between her legs. “Oooh, yes, you are wet,” he said, his fingers sliding along Kara's well lubricated pussy lips. “You know, kind sir, I did just spend the last hour or so, sitting around in see-through pajamas, no underwear, taking. “Look, here…this carnival is yours, just as much as it is mine, and that means you do whatever you gotta do to keep it going, you got it?” Artie shouted, pointing a finger at me accusingly. “I don’t know the first damn thing about it!” I shouted back. “You don’t have to! Do you think Frank was some kind of expert? He was a fucking dishwasher before he came here! You just put the costume on, walk around with a fake damn smile, and be nice to the brats!” A carnie clown…could there have been a.