She was probably in her mid-forties at the time, so pretty old for a smokeshow, but man was she fine. Honestly, think Sharon Stone. That is an accurat... description of how hot she was. She had mid-length blonde hair, a fit body, roughly C cups, a tight ass, toned legs, and the sexiest, most beautiful size seven feet. Despite her age, they were so soft looking and just plain lovely to behold. She also was always perfectly pedicured. She was a high-end business woman, always wearing form fitting. Row 4 was her station, a big pole with the number on so that the drivers could see where they were to pull up. A pretty blue-eyed blonde. She wore what all the girls wore, a white sponsors t-shirt, shortish black skirt and flat shoes. When the girls had first appeared, walking down the pit lane, they mostly had been carrying heeled shoes, but they were obviously unsuitable for standing around all day. — After the last race had started I wandered off to take a few pictures of the race, and then. This had always been the highlight of my fantasy, cleaning up after another man had fucked her. There was just something so exciting about it that was hard to pinpoint. It wasn’t just the taste of their mingled love juices neither was it just the fact that it was another man’s cum, it was also because she had allowed another man inside her to enjoy her and cum inside her. Cumming inside a woman was a privilege allowed by her to someone special. Paulo was special to her and I was being usurped.I. Today in 2014 different thinking. In short I woke up before her, and I felt something might/could who knows what will happen since she saw me in undies we got closer but never talked sexual things. I am in kitchen, she comes in black t-shirt, and white see threw shorts exposing me to see she had black underwear on underneath. Nothing happened. We then went for walk to town, walked in mall for a bit. She then said lets go back home before parents/my sisters come back from work. We got home, she.