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Turkey Rod Run Weekend or Saturday Morning in Daytona.

Turkey Rod Run is one of the largest and best old car events in Florida. The swap meet with many vendors and the car corral with all kinds of cars for sale are large but the Speedway infield and everywhere else is also loaded with cars and trucks of all kinds.
From 1995 until a few years ago we drove one of our street rods over and spent almost all of our time wandering around the Speedway and in the Daytona area looking at cars and just cruising. It’s roughly 140 miles to the Speedway and we’d put another 150 miles on whatever car we drove just cruising from parking lot to parking lot.
The car event was one of the reasons we chose this Thanksgiving weekend to go over. But satisfying our new found sexual desires took nearly all of our time, even when we extended our stay to Tuesday rather than going home Sunday afternoon. We mostly missed the car event but Denny never complained.

We had gone to bed by 10PM Friday but still slept till at least 9AM Saturday. If we were really there for the car show we’d already been at the Speedway by 8AM. Things really were different this year. We were sure BP would be waiting and watching for us in the morning. Denny said it was a good thing we hadn’t driven our old car over for the car event because we were spending all of our free time getting me fucked.
We decided to drive the short distance to have biscuits-N-gravy for breakfast. Somehow we got away before BP came knocking. After we ate Denny took a drive around Daytona and past a few of the places we knew there were mini car shows in parking lots. Sadly we can’t walk very much at all so he didn’t even stop.
We were back at the motel before noon. There was only one reason to go back at that time of day. When I asked Denny told me it was to get me fucked again by BP. I figured that and smiled. I’d been happy to parked and watched street rods drive by down town. But I was also happy that Denny enjoyed watching me get fucked. Even I was now used to just coming right out and saying fuck, and doing it!
Denny no more than parked in front of our room when smiling BP met us. I think that was one of the few times he ever saw me dressed like a normal woman. Denny asked BP what he had planned for the day. BP said he was hoping to get to play with me and fuck again. Denny told BP he was lucky. Those were our plans too and why we came back.
We went into our room and I had to use the toilet. BP and Denny sat on the sofa and were talking about sex and playing with me. I figured BP would be trying to get to my tits and pussy anyway so removed my sweater and jeans to save him time. I walked out to meet them naked as I often did. That was another thing I did most of the weekend. Without asking I’d get naked and make sure our friends knew it was okay to mess around.
They were sitting at each end of the large overstuffed leather sofa so I sat between them. That still left enough room for someone on each side of me. BP slid over next to me and began playing with my boobs. Of course we expected that. In no time I was panting and breathing hard, squirming and spreading my legs. I figured Denny wanted to go see Dale before too long so I speeded things up with BP. I laid down with my head in Denny’s lap and bent my knees up with my legs spread. This left my pussy wide open next to BP. It didn’t take BP long to slip a couple fingers in it and finger me.
BP said it was already wet and felt like someone fucked me. I assured him we went for a ride and had breakfast. It’s wet from his tit playing and fingering. Then I added that it would be nice if someone did fuck me. BP was wearing another pair of his jogging pants. At least these were a different color showing us he does change now and then. His erection was visible as he rubbed it.
BP pulled off his shirt then his jogging pants and boxer shorts. There it was, BP’s little nearly black hard cock surrounded by black steel wool. He squeezed it and commented how his big thing is ready to fill my pussy up. Feeling ornery again I reached down and spread my pussy lips wide and told BP I was ready for his big hard cock. “Fill me up and pump me full.” Not only did I say things that shocked Denny and others, I shocked myself!
BP got on his knees on the sofa and slipped his cock in me. I was still laying with my head on Denny’s lap. Denny was working on my tits and driving me crazy rubbing and pinching my nipples. Even though they are mostly flat now they are still very sensitive. I was flowing from multiple orgasms and yelling to BP to fuck me. I kept telling them both not to stop. Fuck me and squeeze my tits all day! I know I was screaming loud enough for anyone outside close to hear. Lucky no one was near. Sadly it didn’t last long enough. BP shot his little load, his prick soon shrunk and slipped out. I could feel his hot jazz on my butt hole.
I told Denny not to stop playing with my boobs and nipples and told BP to hurry and finger me because I was ready for another big orgasm. They both did good. I was soon flowing more and more. At least BP was no longer running to the bathroom to clean his dripping penis. He was letting it drain on me. I hated jazz on me for years but now was loving semen on me most anyplace like when I was younger.
We must have sat around over an hour talking. Denny would occasional rub a nipple or squeeze a boob. All of this time my mostly spread and wet pussy was in full view of BP. He seemed to be constantly staring at it or soaking a finger inside.
Something that came up several times was talk about those three men who fucked me Friday morning. BP told us they stopped by asking about fucking me again. Denny got a bright idea. Why not invite them back? Only this time BP and all of them will be in the room as they take turns fucking me. That way one or two can play with my tits while the other fucks. BP liked the idea. I said if only straight intercourse is done and there is no butt fucking or oral sex. Denny and BP agreed.
Since we were leaving Sunday morning this could be our farewell party Sunday. BP said he’d call the guys and explain. Since his wife would be back sometime later Sunday afternoon in the morning should be fine.
Denny realized time was flying and we’d better get cleaned up and over to see Dale. We were surprised. It wasn’t much after 1PM when we headed out from the motel.