A wild last night, the moon hung low,

The Gathering buzzed with a wicked glow.

Paint on his face, heart full of fire,

But she’s the one that lit desire.

She dragged him into the carnival tent,

With panties wet and back half bent.

No names, no rules, just raw delight,

I watched it all, hidden from sight.

I clutched my knees and bit my sleeve,

Their lust so loud, I couldn’t leave.

Her giggles echoed, then moans rang true,

He kissed her thighs like he always knew.

His hands were rough, her voice went high,

Her legs spread wide beneath the sky.

He pulled her panties, kissed them slow,

Then pressed his face and made her glow.

She gripped his head and cursed the stars,

He licked her clean with tongue and scars.

The way she writhed, the way he moaned

My breath caught deep, I should’ve gone.

But I stayed, pressed close in awe,

My thighs were clenched at what I saw.

Her thong was tossed like something wild,

He filled her up and she just smiled.

Their heat was real, their gasps so loud,

Two strangers tangled, lost in the crowd.

And when it ended, she limped away

His cum still wet, her hips in sway.

He never knew I watched so still,

But my fingers did they know the thrill.

I wasn’t part, but felt the sin…

Try not to forget me till we meet again.