The lucky ones had a pretty girl who could take over the fan club duties. The luckiest drivers had a fan club who would marry them and maybe help them...create an entire pit crew with the same last name and the additional tax exemptions. I was tinkering on my old tattered carburetor when an unruly mop of brunette hair fell into the engine compartment of my Ford. ‘Hey,’ she said in her Southern drawl that made it sound like ‘hah-yee.’ ‘Martin’s gonna be hard to beat, ta-night.’ I turned my head. I then stood naked in front of him; just standing on my sexy black high heels.Then I straddled onto his lap and grinded his hardened dark cock against my pussy lips. It felt good, as I felt my cunt getting wetter.My vagina was so wet that his hard dick was easily sliding between my pussy lips. Then I positioned myself over it and slowly lowered down onto his black cock. It was so big I could feel as he stretched me as he went deeper. Jamie then put his hands on my hips and slowly started to. I just came in as she was finishing her shift, so a few pleasentries and check that the bar was okay was the most we spoke to each other. This was the case one Wednesday night when I walked through the door but found the bar dead. I asked Sarah what she had done with everyone. She explained that she'd had a few in earlier but not that many.It was looking like I was in for a quiet hour or two. As I looked at Sarah, she seemed a little less like her bubbly self. Perhaps it was boredom, but I. "You mentioned your vows, but you did not mention being faithful to Hal. That tells me that mentally, you no longer consider him you husband." Oooohhhhh!" Darlene moaned. "Do you think I'm terrible? I know you always try to save marriages." Yes, I strongly favor reconciliation, Darlene. But I am realistic, too. I know that some marriages cant' - shouldn't - be saved. I just need to be sure that yours is one of those." Do you still think Hal could be changed?" Not without professional help -.