But his dick was too big; it scared me that his huge cock was perhaps too big to handle. I wanted to suck his huge cock, a feat for someone good, with...experience. I was up to doing it.I knelt to meet his big, long cock. I marveled at its sheer size as he brought his dick to my mouth. I held my head, to hold its fast steer; I held it, his huge cock barely fit my right hand, and used both hands to maneuver it into my direction, into my hot mouth. I was surprised how good it felt and tasted. Running was an imperative if she were not to miss out on the dream of a lifetime! Those who had the privilege to witness her hurried progress were to remember to their dying day the sight of a pretty young woman, her golden hair streaming behind her and her fine young legs revealed for all to see. They would relive in their minds' eye the lurching and gyrating gait of this unlikely vision as she ran towards the bus as well as the look of relief on her face as she made it with only a split. He walked me to the kitchen table and sat me on the edge, slowly pushed me back until I was lying on my back with my head hanging over the edge, he came around the table to my head and pushed his cock deep down my throat and started to fuck my face, he was very forceful going deeper and deeper, faster and faster, I was gagging but loving it!i started to feel hands stroking my stocking legs and I knew they couldn’t be his, I managed to look up for a second and there was another guy at the other. The bunkhouse was cold as the dickens and I curled up deeper in my sleeping bag. I kinda had to pee, but I didn't want to get out of bed.Papers? I thought about Rhonda getting ready to go do my route and smiled. "Good luck and be careful out there, Rhonda," I whispered. "And thank you." I blew a kiss in the general direction that I thought of as home and figured that she'd get it. Not that she'd notice. She wasn't really interested in that kind of stuff. It was strange that I didn't care. I had.