I pulled into the parking lot pretty much deserted so i backed into a parking space all the better to conceal my license plate i was sure sarah hadnt ...inished with buford yet so she didnt have a clue that i had taken the car yet but no sense taking chances. inside were 2 truckers drinking coffee and chatting about baseball i sat far enough away to make out what they were saying but far enough away to not be looked over without my knowledge all i neded was a dining room hero calling the state. I go and grab a bite at the concessions hot dog and fries nothing special. I check my tickets im up a couple hundred already. The races at the track dont start until about 3. So i got more time to kill. I head back to the bathroom. And take a seat. No one is in there. But not long after someone come in and straight to the stall. “How much for a bj?” the guy slips a $20 through the hole. Wow this hole is more popular then I thought. “Put it in” i reply as i pocket my first cash deal. This guy. Afterwards Martha sent Tim home with the kids. My wife took Peggy into the house to clean up some of the dishes while Martha talked to me.As we talked about her life, her marriage, and her children she fucked herself with the bottom end of a beer bottle. My wife had talked to her about it. Soon Peggy brought out a wine bottle and handed it to Martha. She smiled at the beer bottle in Martha’s pussy. Martha handed it to me and then managed to get the neck of the wine bottle all the way into her. I felt his hand on my thigh, but I never took my eyes off of his. It was hard to concentrate, but I suddenly became aware of his hand moving closer to my drenched pussy. I wanted to look over at my husband to check his reaction, but I also didn’t want to interrupt the moment in front of me. I slid forward slightly on the bar stool and felt Rob’s finger brush against my clit.I’m sure it was me who moaned out loud that time. The stare was never broken, but his hands definitely started moving. I.