On Saturday morning qualifying for the race took place. Geoff didn’t want me to go full out; he would tell me in my earpiece how I was doing and if ... needed to go quicker or not. With the lap times I had been doing in testing, he knew I should be able to get pole position, but didn’t want to spook the other drivers if I did that straight off.Qualifying was in two stages, two sessions of five laps each. The best lap time of either of the sessions, would determine where everyone would be placed. Below her hands, just inches from them, his dick felt like it was being squeezed. It was hard, throbbing ... there couldn't be any more blood in his body, given his face and dick seemed to have drawn so much into them. And she had to see it. This woman, female, had to know what he was going through. That her large soft breasts, covered with fabric but still there, were driving him insane. He didn't know why, but that only made it worse! Oh, god..."There."Hannah released the boy. His eyes were. Jan, of course, did not censor her conversation with Dot just because Brooke was sitting there listening intently. They were not in the kitchen this morning when Brooke walked in and poured herself a cup. She leaned against the counter and, holding her cup with both hands, sipped her coffee. Then she heard them. Her mom was in the bedroom. Brooke could hear them talking....another voice...other noises. She thought, "They must be going through mom's wardrobe." Brooke walked slowly, holding her. "This work for you?"I felt him press the head of his dick against my ass, pushing toward my hole."Right here, right where anyone could see us." He stopped when the tip of his dick met the burning ring of muscle Eric had already loosened. He pressed his forehead against my face just above my ear and exhaled. "What do you think?"The wide glass door loomed in my periphery like a cliff. I could feel the wide open space of the parking lot beyond, could imagine any number of people making their way.