"I gather that feels good," she told him. She didn't really know what she was doing but letting her intuition work again along with the clues from his...bodily reactions it proved to be more than enough.Then saying, "I want to feel good too," she let him go and lifted her hands up to his. Slowly she brought them down from shampooing to her chest. His hands were nicely laden with the silky soft shampoo. She let out a sigh as she drew his fingers over her breasts. His fingertips quickly found her. Once he was comfortably inside, I started riding him. I moved my pussy up and down over his hard cock. My breasts were bouncing up and down. I was enjoying his big, black cock. Duncan came up behind me and wrapped his hands around my breasts. He played with my nipples while I rode Trevor. My pussy was making all kinds of squelching noises. Duncan spat on his hand and wiped the spit over my asshole. He pushed his tongue inside of my secret space. I was moaning while I rode Trevor. Duncan. Maybe both. Also, It didn’t say which hotel, so I assumed it would be the one place the 3 of us had rendezvoused several times before. The key attached to the note did not have a tag, and the only marking was the room number etched on the top of one side. So here I stood, proven correct in my assumptions about the location, yet still unconfirmed on the author of the note. As I took a few steps in, the door closed behind me and swiftly a soft silky blindfold was wrapped around my eyes from. ’ She stood and began to wander away ‘Thanks,’ I said with a nod. ‘What’s your name?’ I shouted from under the hood. ‘Sissy. Good luck.’ Sissy disappeared into the crowd. When the main event started I thought about Sissy’s advice and let several cars get in between Martin and myself. Martin had jumped into the lead off the green flag. We were running fast and there wouldn’t be much chance to push and shove like the heat races. With two laps to go the car in second place spun taking out the.