Oh my, She murmured as she picked up the tempo. Oh my. She let out a long deep sigh, then slid a second finger into the folds of her cunt and trapped ...er now extended love button between her two fingers. Awwwwwwww, yes. Her fingers moved back and forth moving slowly down until she curled them and dipped them into her wet pussy. That was all it took. It had been so long since she felt anything like this. She could feel her knees weaken as her climax hit her. Her inner walls melted around her. There were probably 50 to 60 people standing around the track waiting for their turn to drive. When the race ended I stood up, faced the line, then put my tits back in and we left. As we walked back to the car down the boardwalk, I kept having to put back in one tit or the other, maybe my top was a little to loose, but it was fun.We left early the next morning to go home. I wore a white halter-top and my short jean skirt (no panties). We were in a 1973 Plymouth Duster with one long seat in the. ’ As Linda was hearing this, she blushed as she recalled her one relapse from exclusive sex with Walter. ‘At least,’ she mused to herself, ‘I kept it in the family so to speak.’ Walter continued: ‘You know who was a real slut and a whore was my first and only serious girlfriend. I dated her off and on again for two years and even contemplated marrying her. We broke up four times each time after I discovered her cheating on me. We got together after each breakup as she assured me that she would. The other pair of white pantyhose floated towards me. They then started to levitate right in front me. I took them in my nylon hands. I rubbed them all over my seamless nylon skin. It was even better than before. There was something incredibly special about this pair. It felt different in a way that I couldn’t quite describe. I put them on over my legs. I pulled the waistband up to my chest. Boy, were these stretchy. I then felt a warm caress on my back. I turned around and saw my girlfriend.