I mounted her and rubbed my dick up and down her wet slit. I used the tip of my dick to diddle her clit, spanking it, circling it with my mushroom hea...d, then putting it right at the entrance to her love canal.I held it there for an instant, then we moved together, me pushing down, her lifting her ass up. We mutually started fucking.Her cunt was slick with her juices and my pre-cum. At that point, as far as my dick was concerned, that fuck-hole might have had six dicks in it, instead of just. Don't sink a fortune in it because it's for sale as soon as it rolls through the gate. Don't want to sell? Don't race ... and forget about going to another track ... they already know you wouldn't sell.Like I said ... Wendy loved it. The tracks are twisty, turney, over hill and down dale with at least two ways to get to the finish. The racing is as fast as unimproved four cylinder engined cars will go.It's not unusual to hear the fans laugh like crazy when you wreck ... it's entertainment in a. Jerome hunched frantically sinking more of his obscene long cock into my anal canal. Jerome half whispered in my ear 'that's it keep moving just like that, I'm liking this already.' Gasping for breath I begged Jerome 'please,stop you're hurting me, let me go please let me go.' Jerome did stop hunching into me and start to grind slow and deep into my butt. 'Yeah bitch', Jerome said 'you right I don't have to hurry there aren't any guards here to spoil my fun'. 'When I finish fucking this tight. "AeroExpress flight 212 is arriving at gate 16C," announced a disembodiedvoice, sounding much too chipper for four o-clock in the morning."Oh sh--." I shifted Michael higher on my hip, did an about face, andtrotted in the other direction.My son lifter his head from my shoulder and squinted up at me. "We atMommy's plane yet?"I brushed a few silky strands of his auburn hair behind his ear. "Notyet, pumpkin," I answered as I put on what I hoped was a reassuring smileto hide my worry. It was hard.