My favorite sight ever was walking to the car to get some money, when I noticed a guy in the passenger seat with the seat reclined a bit, as I got clo...er I saw his head leaned back against the headrest and his eyes were closed, then as I got even closer the beautiful sight of his hand on the back of my GF's head, bobbing her up and down on his cock, she had her knees on the drivers seat with her ass to the window and he had her little skirt pulled up and was playing with and fingering her. It is a woman, though, a white one as well and the same one who sat in the same seat the night before. The same woman who approached Lynn as she made her way to the back room that doubles as both changing room and kitchen. “I really want to say just how much I enjoyed your set,” she told Lynn shyly in her educated Brooklyn accent. “Why thank you!” said a truly flattered Lynn, who is accustomed to praise from men but rarely receives it from women. “I love all your songs,” continued the woman. Sometimes I need a little nudge I guess."Turning her head, she looked at me, "A nudge? I was about to shove you, silly man."“I am at times, very silly.”We finished the race holding hands. Her friends cheered as she lifted up our hands showing them we'd had the talk she'd been telling them she was going to initiate. I smiled, blushing at being so naive for a sixty-year-old man.Since we'd finished the race around nine in the morning, we decided to have lunch together at a little bistro after. I looked across to the window to see that it was now pitch dark outside and kissed Olive's forehead before we both drifted off to sleep It was only three hours later when I was wakened to a strange yet not altogether unfamiliar sensation. Groggy, I looked around the room in dazed confusion but it was too dark to even make out the clothes we had shed in the heat of the moment. As I came to my senses, I realised what was happening to me and looked down to find my new mature lover reviving me.