Western New York Fall Festival. I whispered in her ear to come to my car in the pits in about twenty minutes. My name is Paul. When this evening hap...ened I was 26 and trying to make a living as a stock car driver. I had one sponsor that paid most of my cost to travel and maintain my car and a couple of other smaller ones that about paid my tire bill, entry fees and gas. In effect my purse money was mine although I did give the crew members part of it when I did well, to augment the salary. With all this, I had no trouble getting back hard again. Tarsha had bent over in front of me, giving me a wonderful view of her thick, black ass and reached back to spread her pussy open letting me see the hot, wet pink inside. I quickly snapped a pic and sent it off to you. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back to me, leaning in to take a long, sweet lick of her soaking wet lips. I leaned back and she started to lower herself on me. I took several pics of my cock sliding into her hot. . ? I just wasn’t paying attention.“It’s great to see you,” I told Stephanie and gave her a kiss on her left cheek. “And ... who’s this?” I asked, moving a long step backward. There was a little Stephie-clone hiding behind Stephanie’s left leg, which I noticed was bare beneath a skirt that came only to mid-thigh. Clearly Stephanie still had a streak of exhibitionism running through her.“This is Daphne ... Daphne, honey, can you say hello to Matt?”I squatted down on my haunches to get on eye. Like me she was a country girl and like me she had been sent to a boarding school in Sydney. I had known her for a couple of years before we first got together – she was a friend of my best friend’s older sister. I was still at school at the time, but she had done her HSC and was in her second year at the University of New South Wales. Things got serious quickly, and we lost our virginity together a couple of months after we started going out.This is the story of an evening we had together some.