Saturday, we enjoyed the ARCA stock car race. It was warm and sunny. Kelly was dressed respectfully, not really knowing what to expect. She was wearin...g a bra and panties along with super short denim shorts and a tight white T-shirt promoting her favorite NASCAR driver, Jeff Gordon. Her shoulder-length brunette hair was flowing freely and topped with a cap and mirrored sunglasses.While not flashing skin, you just couldn’t help but be drawn to Kelly’s long, tanned legs, cute little bubble butt,. " suddenly she noticed the damage to her father's expensive car. "Oh daddy, your car! You really crunched it." Yeah, but its fixable, Davy was more important." Pulling out his wallet, he pulled a fifty-dollar bill out and handed it to her. "Now go inside, and find a place to sit, I am going to park the car." Daddy you don't need to give me money." A bet is a bet," he said as he climbed in.Pulling the door shut, he drove the car to the emergency room parking area while Cindy went inside to. " She left the room, with me trailing behind her. "My name is Marilyn Houser. What's your name." "Raymond. Raymond Iverson. I'm 13? but I'm not sure about my birthday. The school said it was June 10th." "What about your family Raymond, won't they be looking for you?" That started a flood of tears. I told her about my mother, never having known my Father, finding her dead, everything. "I see. Why don't you stay here tonight and we can see my brother in the morning. He can help us." I had been. I started to dry hump him, i could feel his cock getting hard again, so i rubbed it with my hand, his cock still wet and dripping. Dylan whisperd for me to lie on my back, when i was getting comfortable, he started to give me the most wet and sloppy blow job i have ever had, even to this day! When my cock was all wet and dripping, Dylan got up and turned around on his hands and knees, he told me to get his ass all wet so it wouldn't hurt. So i spread his cheeks and spat a couple times, then.