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"Shit!" Abigail said suddenly. Eleanor looked the direction Abigail was looking - there was a young couple standing there, a man and a woman holding hands and staring wide-eyed.

Eleanor scrambled to her feet, and Abigail followed. Behind her, Ellie heard the man say, "holy shit." They ran, toward a trailer further into the dark, unoccupied spaces of the fair. Once behind it, Eleanor pressed her back against it, heart pounding and hands over her eyes.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," she whispered.

Abigail started handing over her clothes. "Hurry, put these on," she said.

Eleanor scrambled to dress, putting on her bralette then her skirt as Abigail handed them to her. "Uh, where are my panties?" she hissed as she took her top and saw Abby's hands were empty.

Abby's face was red. "I must have dropped them."

They heard footsteps, and Eleanor quickly donned her shirt and they ran around the other end of the trailer.

As they moved, Eleanor willed her erection to go down, and it simply would not. She was so close to cumming when she was interrupted, and her mind kept going back to how hot that couple was - the couple that had caught her naked and masturbating.

As they kept moving through the "backstage" sections of the fair, Eleanor couldn't decide what was worse: the way she could clearly see her erect cock due to the way it lifted the front of her skirt as it stuck forward, or the way her skirt rubbed against the tip of her cock with each step, keeping her near the edge of orgasm even as they fled.

They reached a fence, and had to either reenter the public areas of the fair or turn back the way they came. It had sounded like the couple had followed them, so they would probably run into the two if they turned around. However, if they went back out under the lights and among the crowds, Eleanor was certain people would notice her dick.

Eleanor turned to Abigail - there was a small part of her brain that was flabbergasted by this, but the rest of her brain knew that it was Abigail's choice to make.