Black bra supporting ample breasts, French knickers, suspender belt and stockings. A bit obvious, I suppose, but I liked it. I think I was getting har.... “Are you a tit man?” Harold asked. Before I could respond, Laura spoke. “Of course, he is. Aren’t all men? I mean – oh, they’re gorgeous.” Harold had unclasped the bra and Laura’s exclamation matched my thoughts. “You will like these then.” He cupped a hand beneath one and lifted it for us to admire the contour. Because these were not. Something was going to happen inside of me.Was I about to have my first orgasm? Was I going to cum on the trucker’s dick? What sort of virgin did that?I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from side to side. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I couldn’t take much more of this.“Fuck me,” he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up. .uhhh...." I was fucked. Linda gets even closer to me now and puts her hand on my leg, very close to my nether region. "You're quite nervous right now Luke. Could the reason be because of the same reason why you were staring at my boobs at dinner?"I was dead silent. I didn't look at Linda. Until she brought her hand to my face and turned my head towards her. "You wanted to get into Violet's pants didn't you? Just like the way you want to get into mine?"I'm so nervous at this point I'm shaking.. This was the first time I saw her in a different way. I went home and started masturbating to her pics. And after a few days, we were going on a bike and her big boobs were touching my back and was wantedly applying the front brake.And after that, I wanted to fuck her so bad. We used to skype and text at night for a long time. She used to send me deep cleavage photos of her to which I masturbated. One day when we were at a place and had only one chair to sit, I sat and she sat on my lap. Her.