I walk the entire way to my car without looking behind me to see if he is following, but I’m so turned on by the thought of fucking him at the track...that I am surprised that my pussy isn’t dripping down my legs, it feels so wet. I get to my car and notice that the sprint car race has started, so its really loud and I can’t really hear anything going on around me. I open the back door and bend down to grab the bag off the floor in the back seat and I feel someone slam up against the back of me. ’ Damn, did he look sexy. I was speechless. What was I supposed to say to all of that? How was I supposed to react? Instead of replying, I just kissed him, putting all of my feelings behind that kiss. Everything I felt for him was in that one, single kiss, and I hoped it was enough. I hoped it was enough to tell him that yes, I wanted this just as much and as badly as he did. The only problem was that I was scared, no terrified. I was terrified of losing him. Even if he was only in my life as. More

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