We got to Andy’s truck and he opened the door of the sleeper and started to help me climb up into it. As I started up I could feel Andy’s hands...on my ass as he gave me a little push and I felt his thumbs rubbing against my pussy. It felt so good and I couldn’t wait to get inside and give him my body. Andy followed me into the sleeper and turned his attention to me, he started kissing me deeply and as he did he was pulling my blouse off and getting me really turned on. My skirt was. I managed to suck on it; but she made me gag in tears.Anita moaned as if I was sucking on her sweet cunt…When she considered the black piece was lubed enough with my saliva, she ordered me to stand up.She smiled as she grabbed my thick cock and stroked it hard.Ana then asked if I wanted her toy in my ass. I nodded my head…I bent over the edge of the bed, with my buttocks stuck in the air. My sexy wife smeared some lube around my puckered hole and over the thick black cockhead. She grabbed my. Was that it? He expectedhimself to look more buff with no hair? No; he couldn't put his fingeron something else. He had the distinct impression that he was lookinginto a funhouse mirror - one of the ones that makes you seem smallerand further away. His shoulders seemed... less broad. His arms werethin. Not feeble, but not thick either. They seemed fair. All over hisbody, in fact, the contours seemed to lack an amount of definition thathe was used to seeing. Could it be, that body hair alone. When we get there we rapidly shove our clothes into the washer, not caring about separating the darks from the lights, and turn the machine on. Instantly, we are in each other's arms, kissing frantically, clothes quickly being shed. Thank goodness it's four in the morning, I think to myself, as you raise me up onto the washer. You check with your hand, to see if I am ready, before you say, "Spread your legs, bitch, so I can fuck you with my fat cock." I do as I am told, then you enter my wet.