I could have happily kissed her for hours but the more we did the further I wanted to take it. We made our way to the balcony of our private box for t...he final race. Fortunately there wasn't much room so I had to stand behind her. Knowing the people around us provided protection from being seen she put her arm back and grabbed hold of my cock through my suit trousers. She gently massaged me as I pushed myself closer against her, my now semi hard cock nestling through clothes between the cheeks. "So, did it feel as good as it sounded last night?" she asked breezily as I packed my things, my back turned to her.I froze mid-action, knowing instinctively what she meant, but unwilling to expose myself to the embarrassment. "I don't know what you mean." Come on Laura, I know what it is you were up to. You put on quite a show for a while." God, was I really that bad at hiding it? I turned back to face her, and she obviously saw in an instant how embarrassed I felt - but she didn't know the. Se puso detrás de mí pegando su verga en mi espalda mientras desabrochaba mi sostén y dejaba expuestos mis senos, tomo ambos con sus manos por debajo apretándolos suavemente mientras sus dedos sujetaban mis pezones que para ese momento se encontraban duros. Respire profundamente, sentía mi entrepierna húmeda. Sus labios me besaron el hombro y recorrió con su lengua la parte que lo une con mi cuello hasta llegar a mi oreja. Mordió mi lóbulo mientras sus manos jugaban con mis senos.“Eres una. .. He was tapping something on his necktie… I looked at it… Immediately, I felt my posture correct itself, and the muscles in my face relax… The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don’t like to think for myself. I am happy, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others’ pleasure. I love when others tell me what my opinions are. I love being silly. I am weak, and I live to serve. I am feminine and I am dainty. I am passive. I accept others judgements. .