After getting all pretty I put on a nice blue dress that fell a few inches above the knees. I made the long drive and hung out for a few hours, flirti...g and dancing, and then headed home. About 30 minutes from their house, I pulled into a Denny’s to use the restroom. I always liked to do that to validate that I was passable. As I was returning to my car a man standing in front of a white pick up truck called out to me. Scared to death, I hurriedly tried to get in my car. He came over and said. They would qualify the week before the race then fly to Monaco to prepare for Saturday's race there. An overnight flight would get them to Indianapolis in time, hopefully, for the start. Other drivers would be available for carburetor day, the Thursday before the race. Unlike today's cars in which the driver can control the air/gas mixture, cars with carburetors can be set to a single mixture. If luck is with you, the mixture will stay that way for the whole race. A "lean" mixture is a higher. .. I wore a black and sparkling dress that fitted me snugly. It was a strapless dress and the zip was in the back. As for the bra I wore, it was lacy, black to match my dress and snapped in the front like usual. I wore no underwear, also as usual. The heels were short, possibly an inchand they matched my dress too. I hoped he liked my outfit tonight because if he didn't... I would be wrecked. I would never leave him, of course, but I would enjoy being fucked yet in tears. Ringing the doorbell,. Then she grasped her breast underneath and lifted it as her head bent down. She sucked her nipple into her mouth, cleaning it as I had done. Fuck, I almost came right then. “Wanting a taste of yourself, I take it,” I said. She smiled and stuck out her tongue. There was no oozing glob between her legs this time, so I plunged my fingers in and out several times, soaking them. She stared into my eyes the whole time. When those soaked fingers reached her mouth, her lips parted and took them.