As he pulled his cock out, the cold air would chill the spit and ass juice on his cock. When he pushed in, I could feel the cold against the walls of...my ass. He fucked slow and steady and deep.The trucker stepped out from between the cab and trailer. His cock was still out of his jeans and jutted out and up in front of him. He boldly strutted across the lot to my pickup. As he watched the first guy fuck me, he jacked his cock; occasionally slapping it down with the back of his hand and. I was still straddling him, but I was looking at his face. I held his cock steady with one hand and lowered myself onto him, impaling myself on that thick pole. We both moaned at the sensations. He held my hands as I started to move torturously slow, just shifting forward and back, getting used to the feel of him inside me. I picked up the pace a little, moving up and down his body, until I was bouncing on his cock. It slipped out of me a few times and he hurried to put it back in every time. I. Again and again my dick jerked as it shot semen in her. And she swallowed it all. I gave her an assload of “motherload”; about three times She pushed me back against the chair; I was already sweating so I slid down it a bit. My dick stood up, still hard, wanting more. Again she pushed her husband back off of her. He looked a bit peeved. She stood, grabbed my cock and slid me into her. At first I was surprised that she was still tight, considering she had been pounded for a few minutes, but my. Her body shuddered once as consciousness fled and she was still except for the gentle rise and fall of her chest.“Seal it,” Michael ordered. His orders were always obeyed quickly. Neither of his assistants wanted to end up like Priscilla. They were shocked that he had sold her. Everyone thought Priscilla was his favorite, “the one.” In truth, it was as they suspected and that, in turn, became the main reason that she was being sold. Michael felt that he might be falling for Priscilla and the.