Without thought he walked up behind her as she stood at the popcorn stand waiting her turn and spun her around. As she spun in motion capture slowness, her breath caught in her pretty throat, her blonde hair flying and sparkling in the fair lights, her smile widening in recognition, he reached out, flared her coat and slid his hand deftly down the front of her jeans to find the suddenly and deliciously wet pussy he so desired.
A flush rose to her cheeks as he leaned in and kissed her always hungry lips, popcorn forgotten, and slowly moved his finger between her swollen vulva to gently brush her clit. She realised she hadn't been breathing and also that she was in a crowd of people and her husband had his hand down her pants and was slowly circling her clit, making her feel extremely horny again and also very wet.
'Come with me' he growled and led her behind the stands into the dappled shadows and darkness. He spun her around again pushing her up against the wall of an empty carnival caravan, his hand still in her pants. 'You love this don't you babygirl.. being played with and fondled in public places, where you can hear and sometimes see other people, but they can't see what you're doing or is being done to you, don't you?'
'Yes, I do very much' she gasped
'Yes, what!' He said as his had reached up her top and painfully pinched her nipple, hard, making her wince and gasp, but at the same time wetter and more needy of his touch.
'Yes Sir!'
'Good girl' he said 'now you're going to get fucked and you're going to be quiet about it aren't you? No sounds or you'll be spanked when you get home' he said and then before she could say anything he had pushed her forward, his bulging cock pressed between her cheeks.
'Now, let's see what sort of a mess you've made between your legs babygirl' he said as he slid her pants down revealing the panties he had selected early that night.
'Mmmmm such a wet needy girl for your Masters' cock aren't you babygirl!?!'
