It had been sort of funny. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. ‘Yeah yeah, whatever. Some thanks I get for being so nice to you.’ She tingled ...t her own words as she returned his playful wink. Austin smiled again knowingly. Oh, she’d been ‘nice’ to him alright. And, God, so good at it. He’d thought about the perfect feeling of her mouth on him ever since he’d left her by her car in the parking lot. And as he watched her magical tits bounce subtly in her sports bra, he thought about the. Not wanting the masseuse to notice her dick, she held her limp dick flat to her belly, then picked up the towel and wrapped it around her body.She then laid down on her stomach on the massage table, be careful to make sure her limbs didn't hit the brass sink or the small table covered with what looked like massage oils. She took a deep breath and relaxed on the table when she heard footsteps approaching the door. When she looked up, she saw a woman with ink-black hair and weather-beaten brown. I felt his fingers tighten briefly, but I wrapped my own around the base of his cock, tightening them around him. His answer was a deep chuckle "greedy little girl" I heard above me and I knew he was right. I wanted to do this again. My own greed was guiding my movements, encouraging me to keep his cock hard. In that moment, I saw myself, naked on my knees, a line of men in front of me, my eager mouth open and begging for their cocks. I shivered, desire mixed with revulsion coursing through me.. This Subway was located inside a Pilot truck stop on the interstate . Exit 68. A small Ramada was also squeezed in the same parking lot. The store quickly became my window to the world. Business was typically slow with the occasional trucker on a run or traveler headed to the beach. Most of my time was spent staring out the window at the highway. That highway led somewhere else. Somewhere away from my small town and the monotonous day in and day out routine it brings with it. The other thing I.