He rubs it around my face degradingly, slapping me with it, poking it into my eyes and nostrils, then moving to my lips. Grabbing a handful of hair a...d tugging hard backward, he forces my mouth open and attempts to shove his dick in alongside his pal's. I half whimper, half scream at the painful way this stretches my lips and the the two of them laugh while coordinating their strokes so that they are simultaneously fucking my overstretched, mewling mouth. I felt the tears welling up again. I headed to the toilets, listening to some relaxing music to help calm my nerves. As I neared the toilet I slowed down and noticed a car just pulling in to park. A woman with shoulder length curly hair, about a size 10 (UK) stepped out of one side, while a big black guy got out of the other side.. they began to make their way to the toilets, looking about as they did so. I drove past and went about half a mile. I couldn't go through with it...could i?I drove back, ready to go home, as i got. Don’t think of my candy!”He grunted and I closed my eyes. ‘You’re going to die!’ I told myself.It pained even worse than earlier gang-bangs. I filled the pillow beneath me into my mouth, so that I can’t scream.“Oh! Fuck me!” I was in tears. I grabbed the bed sheets to bear the pain.He put his entire body weight over me like a horse and froze me at my place to bear the pain. I turned back and took him into an embrace, his face next to me; my full lips near his. He licked my tears.“You’re tearing. " So why would you need an engine large enough to pull the largest load up a mountain instead of an engine large enough to pull a load on the flat terrain you have for a round trip?" I guess you wouldn't. It still looked small." Of the loads that you pull, what percentage do you think the DOT considers are at max weight?" Maybe twenty percent." So maybe twenty percent should have engines designed to pull maximum weight and the rest should have smaller engines designed to pull less than maximum.