"Don't stop kiddo, you're doing fine."Her hands started moving again, real slow. "I just wanted a look. The AI said if I was real careful it wouldn't ...ake you up."Well, I had told the AI to answer questions. "I'm awake now, so you can keep going." I was still tired, and it came out as a command, not a request.Her black eyes flashed, and she squeezed hard, hard enough to hurt. The look on her face was the stubborn defiant one she sometimes gets. "Can't make me." she said, and bit the tip.Looking. Seeing as how her mother was getting a little misty eyed, Bobbi steered the conversation back to her school activities, and Tara immediately seemed to perk back up! Lost in the atmosphere of good food and conversation, neither of the two woman noticed when three strange men appeared in the clearing fifty yards down the path. Drawn by the smell of the stew, the three hungry fellows were making a beeline for their camp! It wasn’t until the three of them were practically on top of them before Tara. Instead, she blushed and giggled, without saying anything. I never mentioned the subject again. I knew she would remember. I only wanted to do it if she wanted to. I did not want her to feel pressured.Several months later, while enjoying the afterglow of a love making session, she said, "I've been thinking about the truck driver idea. It excites me. Let's do it."She did not have to mention it twice. We decided to take an excursion into the country along a highways frequented by interstate. He moved his cock up and down her entrance, spreading her lips apart as he did. Once she was spread he placed his shaft against her opening, keeping his head at her clit, then started to thrust up and down against her. He did this for a minute or two, grinding and causing precum to leak from his tip. It dribbled down onto her, still clinging to him, like a sticky ribbon attaching them both. Erin was moaning and grinding back on him. I held the camera out to Dave and asked him to take it, “When.