I lacked for nothing in the aviation genre.Marcia was the perfect passenger, and her enthusiasm for our flight rubbed off on me. She bounced around ex...itedly pointing at landmarks she recognized but had never seen from the air, and she asked about a hundred questions a minute.I flew us over Marcia’s condominium complex, and then we headed northeast for New Hampshire and Maine. I stayed about three thousand feet so Marcia could see some of the details on the ground. When we flew over the. We then got up, shifted to the bed and as I sat down on the bed. My dick was hard, now seeing the mountain in my shorts she climbed the bed, standing, she pulled off my T-shirt in one motion and lifted her gown up to her thighs and facing me sat onto my lap. I kissed her sliding my tongue deep in her mouth and sucking her lower lips. Her breasts were pressed into my chest as she sat on my lap pressing her pussy to my hard rod and kissing me and sucking my tongue, I pulled her to me hard and her. She winced slightly as she did, reminding herself that last night it had been just as well he wasn’t the largest of lovers. She padded into the bathroom, had her pee and then turned on the shower. She hadn’t been in the shower very long when she saw the frosted shape of (presumably) Stan walk in. ‘Morning!’ she called over the noise of the shower, and she heard him grunt a reply. ‘Not a morning person!’ she reminded herself. It turned out she was only partly right. Stan knocked on the shower. The track holds two NASCAR events plus local events. Itsrebuild left only remnants of the original track. The motorcycle roadcourse combines parts of the super speedway with parts of the infieldand the old track.I rode my '70's motorcycle commonly known at the time as a UJM(Universal Japanese Motorcycle) into the pit area, parked it, andstarted a tour. Not much had changed: orderly garages, repaved portionsof the track, and uneatable food.The current crop of racers had better equipment...and.