I let my free hand slip under the spaghetti strap of her dress and slide it off her shoulder. Then I pushed down on the fabric of her dress so that it...would slip off of her breast. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She put both arms around my neck now, kissing, while I touched her tender pink nipple and teased it to full erect excitation. Then I ran my fingers through her hair while I bent over to take the nipple into my mouth. She put one hand on the back of my head. I now moved my hand out of her. A loud distinct voice came from somewhere above them, far superior to that they had heard at Doncaster, “The runners are all safely down at the start.” Looking up to a spot far left of the Royal Box, Jack saw the twin extra-large funnels through which the sound would evolve and a man who was peering through what looked like a large naval telescope.A lady’s voice somewhere behind them called out, “I haven’t seen Prinny yet.”A gentleman’s voice replied, “Probably sitting back guzzling. ’ She shook her head. ‘I’m more of a... like... on the other side maybe, I don’t know. I’ve only ever dated college guys and they were... like... sometimes I crave something that I don’t know what it is and... and... I just...’ She started giggling, she studied his face for a few seconds and then looked the other way again. Pressing her nose against the window and fogging up the glass. With her sleeve she cleared her breath of the window. ‘You just... What do you crave?’ He asked.. "Let me call Bobby and a couple of his buddies, they love your body." Oh, yeah, BIG Bobby...get Al, too, Christ that k** is hung," Beth said, spreading her daughter's ass for her and skewering her sweaty shitchute with my nose."Smell that asshole," Beth hissed, slapping my forehead and poking my eyes which were gazing up the swell of her daughter's muscular rump as it held my face fast inside of it. "Sniff my daughter's shitty butt."I did, and gagged. She'd been at sports practice all afternoon.