He was devastated. I told him no sending pictures from my phone unless I got to send from his. He looked shocked, I held out my hand. Very slowly we e...changed phones.I was cruel (almost) his phone was on and right on the picture I wanted. While he was powering up my phone I was lining up the picture of his cock to send. I watched him, just as he was almost ready, I hit send. My phone switched over to incoming message and he lost his progress. I swapped phones back again while he looked. But I know it is more than that because I suddenly remember it all. The panorama of images and feelings flashing through my mind is overwhelming: the fairgrounds, blaring carnival music, sawdust floors, flashing marquee lights and the ever-present smell of popcorn. I close my eyes and try a breathing technique to calm my rising excitement.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Last summer, at the State Fair & Carnival, I wanted to ride the newly renovated rollercoaster but no one in our group would go. My cumming got to Patrick. He was fucking her at warp speed and sweating bullets. She was panting, moaning, cumming again, and begging him to please cum in her. He finally went over the edge and grunted out that he was “cumming!!!” He got Kelly off three times as he had fucked her. And the third orgasm, as they came simultaneously, she had squirted like a fire hose. That’s the other reason she called herself a Juicy Girl. She is a squirter. Not every orgasm, but the ones that get to her clit. Everything seemed as it should.They reached the exit door. A bouncer looked them up and down for a moment, his eyes lingering considerably longer on Meghan's breasts than was considered polite."Everything okay?" Meghan asked him, her voice conveying just a hint of irritation.He jerked a little. "Uh ... yeah ... just fine," the bouncer said, blushing. "I was ... uh ... just making sure you had your band on so you could get back in." Of course," she said, diplomatically not mentioning that the.