Tiny told me the profit from the engine, not only paid for the day, but it paid for the motor shop for a couple of months.That's what those bean count...rs are for. To either make you feel good or tell you to sew your pockets shut.We left at six fifty with Charlie leading our group. We arrived a little early at seven forty five. The track attendant showed us across the track to the infield area. We parked next to the pit area Gene's truck was parked. The guys began pulling stuff from trucks to. It was true, of course, that Isaac had never made it this far with a girl all through high school. Had barely managed so much as a kiss, in fact, to the point that he spent almost half the day sometimes thinking about it. His virginity seemed like a time bomb, set to blow up and humiliate him any day now. Or maybe like an anchor around his neck, a weight that he’d never free himself from until finally it sank him…But when Isaac looked away now and mumbled a reply Seila just she touched him on. Heidi talked her grandmother into a sixty-nine for me. Then with her on the bottom she wanted me to fuck grandma from behind with her face inches away. Grandma moaned in pleasure as I entered her. For a fifty-eight-year-old woman that got it regularly from her husband she certainly seemed to enjoy having my cock in her. When I pulled out Heidi started licking up my cum from her grandmother’s pussy. Grandma said, “I hope you like his cum as much as I do.” Heidi smiled knowing that grandma knew. I invited them to my house. I was cleaning up at the sink when Adam came up behind me and put his hardening bulge against my ass. I laughed, “No, no, no, I have to get everything ready.” He kissed my neck and touched in all the places that set me off and said all the things that make me melt. The clouds in my head wouldn’t dissipate and I knew that my meager protest wasn’t going to work. I gave in to my son, but mostly I gave in to myself. I let him strip me to the waist and as he stimulated.