She did nothing to change her position. sitting there her legs still spread mrs. brinson began to run her hands over her legs from upper thigh to her...knees. finally someone said something. "you like looking at my legs don't you? i know you do because i've noticed you looking at them. that's alright, i really don't mind. i'm flattered." mrs. brinson stood from behind the typing desk and rolled it back into the corner from where she got it. "james why don't you come over here and sit in. The only questionthat remained was, could I get acclimated to my new body and bike fastenough to compete with my fellow female competitors? I was soon to findout.As I entered the pits, I was bombarded by a thousand questions fromboth of my parents! "How was the track?" "It wasn't too slippery foryou, was it honey?" "Did the bike seem okay?" "Are you warm enough? Ithink you should wear a jacket over your jersey, it's a bit nippy outthere!" "How did it handle the ruts?" "Did you notice that cute. I found myself getting aroused again, and I indicated my erection to Hannah. She nodded, and told me to look on her bedside drawer. I found a pack of condoms, so I ripped one open and slid it onto my cock. Hannah indicated the lube she’d used earlier, so I spread some of that over the condom. Hannah had released Claire from her throat-swallowing duties. She told me to lie down on the bed and then she guided Claire to straddle me over my stiff cock, but leant her forwards slightly. Lowering her. I settled in for what came in. As I was watching, a large SUV drove in and parked a few stalls from me. As I observed, I saw a shapely leg with high heels appear under the car carriage. Horny as I was, I left my car and approached the tall well dressed person. I said how beautiful she looked. A deep voice came back and asked how I was and what I would like to do. It was a surprise, for it was my fantasy come true. I ask her if she had time to return to my house to get to know her better, she.