I had been driving for a few hours when I spotted the shop, where I assumed there would be a bathroom. I first pulled into the shop and thought that i... was dead maybe even not open, but what I didn't reallize was that the place was hopping with truckers whom had stopped and parked behind the shop out of site of the highway. When I first entered the place, the shop keeper greated me and asked to see my ID. "20 oh you'll enjoy your self very much here" he told me. Not quite sure what he meant, I. Walking back to her booth, she slowly swayed her hips from side to side. With each sway, her luscious ass shook just enough to make the man even more excited. As she sat back down in her booth, she already had in mind what she would do next. Vandana sat down at a 45 degree angle, with her upper body pointing towards the table in front of her, but with her lower half pointing towards the man sitting at the counter. When she sat down she made sure her skirt rode up even more to the point that you. She would always give out an audible "MMMMMM" when I would do it. It was never really sexual. I just was touching her boobs. They stuck out like torpedoes when she wore her bras. I guess that means they were doing their job. When I would lay with her on Saturday nights, she would take her top off and her bra off before putting on her night shirt. She nearly always had her back to me, but I would occasionally look, and her boobs would fall down to her tummy, past her belly button without a. I walk into the living room, and I see two men: one who is large, bearded and has a smile on his face, the other who is heavy, short and already unzipping his pants. I also see a woman, but she is dressed in mens dress clothing, different than the type of woman Im used to being with. She has a short buzzcut and is looking at me, hungrily. Alright guys, what are you men gonna do while I fuck her? she says. What do you mean? I figured you could sit on her face while we fucked her holes, one of.