She was loaded, strapped down, and they lifted off. I was doing my best to hide my tears when Ronnie Langley, the team owner, came up to me."John, if ...ou don't feel you can keep your head in the game, we'll find someone to get in your car." No, I'm OK," I said. "We've talked about this; we agreed that if something happened to one of us, the other was to keep going."They had towed my car back to the pits, and I walked to it. I put my helmet back on, going through the motions, but feeling. Yeah you sure would need to play, and Im not sure youre a good enough actor. The character is so different from the real you, I mean. I said playfully and faked a look of concern. Hey! Dont insult my acting! We laughed happily, in some sort of bliss from finally meeting. So, if you cant stay the night&hellip, can you come back tomorrow? he asked after us joking around a bit more, slowly swinging back and forth looking out over the setting sun as the sky became more and more orange-pinkish. . But she saved me! And it wasn't the last time. There was another "cultish" church a year later ... but I saw through their little act ... after a couple of their "elders" had drugged and had their way with me. I swore off churches. Being lonely is better than THAT!In college I was seduced by an assistant prof, and I even moved in with him for a week. It happened again with a student my senior year. The first little fling ended with a broken jaw (it STILL hurts a little if I chew tough food a. Also, I am quite hygienic so I like to keep it clean. She didn’t think twice before engulfing my cock. I could see my cock disappear behind her lips. I was having the time of my life. She was so good at it, I couldn’t last longer than a few minutes. She happily drank the divine nectar from my cock and gave a wide smile. I was really satisfied with her art but now it was my turn to awake the artist in me.I pulled her up and made her lie on the bed. Kissed her lips as a token of appreciation for.