I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. Al... very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up against me. We had more drinks, some quite strong ones, and there. hands where getting more touchy. Then one said that he could see my cunt, and he could see how wet I was through the wet patch on my shorts. He was. “I-I…” Karina stuttered. She wanted to say something in protest, but she couldn’t. Maybe deep inside she didn’t want to protest. She hadn’t been touched this intimately in a while and as surreal as this was, this felt… good. Coldness was surrounding her nipple, as if ice cubes were surrounding it, sucking it. She looked down and saw her nipple being tugged forward, she felt it. She just couldn’t see what was causing it.“Oooh.” It was out before she realized it, a small moan, a sign that she was. Her right breast would have an electrical contact attached, every time she used the ink pad it would press the button positioned under it and shock her right breast, the button would also for every 5 hits pump some much-needed lube from the dildos she was sat on. She had to stamp each guest into the fairground and then take the booking times they wanted for the rides, the booking times were all electronic and would appear on the rides screen. Jen was of course not overjoyed at the task but. I wanted to experience all the pleasures I had forbidden myself from having. I wanted to be completely lost in him. My hands slid over his shoulders to sift through his hair. At last, I raised my eyes to his. His gaze was searching, looking for something that he apparently found. A smile curved his touchable lips for the first time tonight as he looked into my drugged stare. Tenderly, he took my hand in his and led me down the balcony steps onto soft, dewy grass. Together, hand in hand, we.