" Might. Might not. I've found several who provide the first but fall short of the second." Then why me?" Why you, what?" Why am I here?" Because you ...alled ME. And because I found last evening to be entertaining and delightful. Did you not like it?" I did. I felt like I was at home. Well, not MY home, because living with two girls is full of drama, and not when I lived with Mom when I was a teen, because there was always drama, well, there were a few times where she and I actually sort of. The whining of the diesel engines as the trucks pulled into and out of the lot didn't help either. I had just made up my mind to go into the restaurant, drink a gallon of hot black coffee and hit the road when there was a 'tap tap' on the window. I sat up and looked out to see a young girl standing there. I rolled the window down and waited for her to tell me what she wanted. I'd heard about hookers who worked truck stops, but this girl looked way too young to be a hooker. It turned out that. She reached over and wrapped her hand gently around my cock and moved it up and down. I was not sure what to do, mom asked if it was okay for her to touch it and I said yes. She continued to stroke my cock slowly, I was enjoying the touch of a woman. Mom was getting into it, moving faster and changing her grip. She knew just how to touch right under the head. After another minute I had to cum, she sensed it and held my cock right at the base as the first rope of cum shot skyward and came back. My fingers found the groove between her fanny lips and the groove was so wet and silky smooth. I gently teased her clit which stood out asking to be played with. My fingers exploring the lips of her cunt and then slowly i slid them into her she parted her legs to alow better access this helped and i could get some really deep fingering inside her she gasped as she enjoyed all the attention. Her pussy dripped love juice and my hand was covered by her gorgeous fluids. She continued to wank me.