It pointed upstairs and read, "Professional Drivers only past this point". The drivers lounge, showers, laundry and driver restrooms were all upstairs...almost like a private little club. In the lounge drivers were watching a football game on the big screen TV. There were a couple of couches, several lounge chairs, a few tables and chairs, over all a really nice place for the dozen or so drivers to relax. Hubby and I walked around to the front of the room just beside the TV set. There he pulled. I see tears in your eyes as i work two fingers inside you. I feel you getting wet and I work a third finger inside you as I continue to choke you. I stop and rip the sheet from the bed. I use it to tie your wrists above your head to the bed posts. You closed your legs but I slap you across the cheeks and tell you to spread them and keep them that way. I take my pants off as I watch you muffle hatred through the panties stuffed in your mouth. Your pussy is dripping from the abuse of my fingers.. I pushed the hooker away from me. She stared at me, dumbfounded. I smiled. So many women are used to dealing with dumb men who believe every word a woman utters as gospel. I am proud to say that I am not such a man. The hooker repeated her tired line. She kept pointing at the so-called thug and accusing him of every wicked thing under the sun. I swear, she changed her story five times in less than five minutes. I kept my eye on her but asked the man a question. I wanted to know what was. I asked him to stop because it wasn't going in and neither of us knew what to do at first but he thought to try and lube it with his saliva.He then used his spit to lube his dick and then quickly shoved his dick inside my ass. The feeling wasn't great in fact it hurt but something about what we were doing had me in pure ecstasy. We began rocking together and I was rock hard while this was going on. I began to jack off my dick while getting fucked and after a minute or two I grabbed his hand off.