She passed again, slow and bold,

Booty bouncing, stories to be told.

That body fit, yet soft with curve,

Built to tempt and twist your nerve.

Her abs were tight, her waist was slim,

Those legs could straddle, choke, or win.

A round ass firm and sweetly thick,

Each step she took, it made me sick.

Her perky tits, no bra in sight,

They swayed like sin beneath the light.

She wore that smirk like painted sin,

And every eye got drawn right in.

She bent to grab her Faygo stash,

I caught a flash a filthy flash.

Her panties peeked red trimmed in black,

They clung like sin across her crack.

She caught me staring, didn’t flee,

Just smirked and left her gift for me.

Behind the stand, beneath the lights,

She dropped them slow my pulse took flight.

Still soaked and warm from where they pressed,

I grabbed them tight against my chest.

I sniffed, I licked, I felt her heat,

That cotton damp with something sweet.

She watched me do it, half in shade,

Her lips amused by what I played.

Then with a curl of finger slow,

She turned and told me, “Let’s go.”

No crowd, no talk, no second guess,

Just led me deeper past the masses.

She pulled me through the carnival mist,

Her hand still warm, her lips half-kissed.

A tent flap opened, shadows wide

She yanked me in, my pulse a tide.

Inside was sweat and sex and haze,

A place where bodies lost their days.

She climbed on top, her tits stood proud,

Her breathing low, her moaning loud.

I kissed her abs, I gripped her waist,

Her pussy tight and right up to my face.

That trimmed-up bush so soft, so neat No wild mess, just tidy heat.

I spread her thighs, then kissed her slow,

Till every moan began to grow.

She rode my mouth with perfect form,

Those model hips, her body warm.

She bucked, she came, she crushed my head,

Then pulled me up and softly said—

“Now fuck me hard.” And so I did,

She took it deep, she took it big.

Her fit frame bounced with dirty grace,

She fucked like lust wore beauty’s face.

She begged, she moaned, she gripped, she slapped,

My cock went raw, my balls were tapped.

I gave her all, I filled her deep,

She milked it slow and didn’t sleep.

She scooped my cum and licked it clean,

Then wiped her slit and made a scene.

She stuffed those red and black back in,

Still soaked, still dirty from our sin.

She limped out slow, no care, no shame,

Just left me sweating, drained, and flame.

But as she vanished through the veil,

Something inside began to pale.

No proof, no sound, no clear design

But something brushed across my spine.

Like someone watched from just outside,

A gaze I couldn’t quite deny.

No words were said, no eyes I saw,

Just that small sense beneath it all…

That maybe what we did was seen

And someone else was feeling keen.