At full speed corner eleven was exciting, the approach was bumpy in the braking area, the car was moving around a lot as we went to the apex of the tu...n, Geoff sawing on the steering wheel to keep us straight as he added power up the incline that followed.Rory was first up to have his turn. Geoff had him follow the same pattern, starting slow; making sure he got the lines through each corner right before he allowed him to increase the level of rpm (Revolution per Minute) he could use before. At one point my cook slipped out her mouth and I took my hard cock in my hand and slowly jerked myself, spraying some cum on her face. Claire tried to swallow as much as she could, my last few squirts hit her chin and dribbled down in rather large strands onto her tits. But she eagerly took me back in and finished me off, sucking me dry. I could hear her heavy breathing and pull her hair, lifting her head up and helping her back to her feet. Her face is a mess, full off my cum and her mascara. Then, feeling her master begin to withdraw, she becomes eager yet again to savor everything. She glides her hands down to her womanhood, ready to catch the substance she desires so excitedly, so compellingly. As her master collapses beside her she begins the process of scooping up their combined juices. Scooping them from her womanhood and massaging them into her breast, her lips and her body, lightly moaning with every caress. Words alone would never express the satisfaction she got from. Since she was the only food services person there it made her the chief cook and bottle washer on top of everything else. She was twenty years old and Afro-American. She’d been recruited by Kim from amongst the staff hired by Quantum. According to her, she came along for the ride looking for a little adventure.The final person in Kim’s group was Penelope Woods. Penny, to her friends and basically everyone else, was the Stations Quartermaster. She was in charge of what was here and ordering what.