“I had a great time, but had a little too much to drink, so I needed a cab.” I replied. I really couldn’t see him or what he looked like, but I ...ould tell he was about 60 years old with dark skin and his voice had a Middle Eastern or maybe an Indian accent. I was not looking to be a conversationalist as I was really ready to go home and rest. “Very smart.” He replied. “Very smart not to drive when you are drunk. The police are very tough in this town, especially on beautiful women like you.. . I ain't never..." But you're sister ain't here!" Jerica pointed out. "And I'm horny now!"Jerica giggled and took hold of Robyn's restraining hand and cupped it around her breast. The black woman giggled, but didn't remove it, nor did she resist when Jerica stepped in closer and ran a playful finger between her thighs. Soon the two were giggling, groping and kissing. Gretchen was awash with confused emotions. Several girls were cheering the Sapphic pair on and mocking Gretchen for having been. Sweat-soaked, we laid together for a few minutes before the inevitable spell-breaking realization came upon us. His cock softened and slowly slid out of my now used hole. We both understood that we were now officially law-breakers, violators of a policy that had the power to destroy our livelihoods and reputations. And, really, is there a bigger buzzkill than that?Quietly, he pulled himself out of the bed and dressed. I watched him, silent and somber, slowly walk out the room, closing the door.. So we got up to a Hotel near to the race course about 11:30 am and they met there Husbands for lunch before going on to Epsom. I had a quick bite to eat and loaded the picknick hammper into the boot along with the Champain.Well the day seamed to go really well I was enjoying sitting in the sun and had time to wonder around even eyeing up all the sexy women, I even got to put a couple of bets on which won me a few quid. I then saw Mrs Jones with her Husband, they seamed to be arguing as I.