He shouldn’t worry. No-one will see my hand down here, massaging. He’ll relax when he realises that.And just so. His knees part, gracefully as a s...hip leaves dock.The strength of his erection has half-lowered his zip. I finish the job, peel apart the flaps of his unbuttoned jeans with a coroner’s efficiency. With the pads of my fingers, I stroke him over the ridge of his pants – all warm – then pull down the waistband to tuck it under his balls. Raise his cock as if I am removing a heart. All. Bob had purchased drinks and snacks for in the van and in our rooms. Jack had selected where we would eat and had made reservations. He had even ordered us buckets of chicken to take to the track on race day.Larry had the route mapped out for us and he had even located the rest stops on the way. I was going to drive everyone in my van. We were going to leave early Saturday morning (4am) which would get us to our motel around midafternoon. We’d have some time to relax and swim or something. I couldn't wait to try everything on.... I had brought a white lace bra, matching panties and white suspenders and stockings.....I tried them on...they where a perfect fit. Then I brought more and more. I felt so sexy in lingerie and clothes. Eventually I had a good collection of lingerie and clothes, but I was getting urges.......urges I couldn't control and I had to act on and fulfil..... one of those urges was to meet a guy or a cd online and meet with them in a car park.....in the back of. I grabbed my jacket and off we went. I was surprised at all the stuff we bought. As we put each item into the cart she explained why we were buying it. Of course, it was telepathic so nobody else could hear unless there was another witch or warlock in Wal-Mart which was unlikely. After shopping I called MP and told her we were all set. I'd see her at seven. We had dinner early and I showered before going over to MP's. I ditched my goody bag on the other side of the garage where I could get it.