I didn't expect much. But I turned him on so much he managed.Guy: He was enchanted by me, loved how cute, nice and pretty I am. Kept saying that my Da...dy is so lucky, that I'm amazing etc. etc. He had very soft skin and was good for cuddling. Kind of paternal, nice, caring guy. Fucking: I didn't expect much. But I turned him on so much, he managed. I sit on him and rode his dick. He lasted about 5 min.Other: We talked, for the most part. He wanted to know all about me and my kinks. We talked. Confidently striding into the reception dead on nine, I spied her sitting in an easy chair. Smiling she got up and slowly walked towards me. “Welcome Mr Young,” Shaking my hand she added:” as we are going to be working together today, I think we should be on first name terms. Mine is Yvonne and yours is? “Robert I replied….fascinated. Talk about making the best of one’s assets. Although attractive, she also had what I call a wow factor. She was about 60, standing five four, with a very curvy. It had a really low-neck line and through the sides you could see almost all of the side of her tits, as they were sleeveless. The vest was stretched and so she just slept in them and a sexy pair of black thongs. When I came downstairs for breakfast imagine the feast served out for my eyes. The fact that I was a man with manly needs didn't even enter her mind. I was her sweet innocent little boy and the fact that I was staring at her didn't make her think it was anything more than absent. ”‘Shit,’ I thought ruefully. I didn’t catch the laps left, so I had to check that again on the way back. Grandpa was clapping in his corner, giving me a thumbs up. Dad and uncle Tim were pointing up, indicating I should keep the car up high. The 55 hadn’t passed me yet, so it had to be decent advice.Under laps, “4” showed on the scoreboard. If I could hold them off for four complete laps, I’d have a win.I was surprisingly comfortable in the car. We felt like one being, car and man, connected at.