The Carnal Carnival

Arranged on either side of a midway are dozens of attractions: shoddily constructed game booths, creaky metal rides, and at the end of the row, a massive rectangular tent which in sprawling block letters simply reads "FUNHOUSE" with a long line of people waiting to enter. At the head of the midway is a is a ground-level billboard that says "You must be at least this horny to enter →" with an arrow pointing at what presumably is an image of a couple tearing into each other. You think "presumably" because the image is blocked by an actual couple tearing into each other. The freckled and longhaired woman moans as she is pressed against the billboard by her sunburnt lover. A metal belt surrounding the base of his shaft vibrates so violently that you swear you see he cock bend quickly in every direction each time he rears his stroke. His throbbing cock quivers and erupts as you watch his eyes disappear into his head, making him empty, but never slowing his rhythm. He now looks almost ****, like an unstoppable fucking machine turning her every breath into a cry pleasure.

"Doooon't stoooop. Neevverr stooooop. Never stop fucking meeeee. Fuck me foreeeeverrr. Never leaaaave this pussy."

Her ecstasy melds into the surrounding chorus of whirring metal, carnival music, and so much more sex.