I couldn’t complain since I was getting fucked silly when I returned from the road.“Why am I not angry, you might ask. A couple of reasons. One is...that I got laid a lot before we met and the other is that the pot can’t call the kettle black. What I mean by that is I’ve been doing more and more long hauls with a team driver. There are more and more female truck drivers and I was surprised to have them assigned to me. The married ones were more likely to take me to the sleeper than the single. “Please I need to cum so bad. Oh fuck I will do anything if you will just let me cum!” She pleaded as she sobbed with sexual frustration. Tears were streaming down her face as she just needed to cum or go crazy. “I’m not sure have been good enough to deserve an opportunity to cum. What do you think, Diana?” Mike asked as he looked into Melanie’s tear filled eyes.“She did a pretty good job of cleaning my pussy. Maybe we should let her finger herself to an orgasm.” Diana said as unstrapped. Like a sensuous animal, Wendy crawled into the bed and straddled Phil’s body. She rotated her pelvis over his stiff cock as he slapped her thighs with the head. Gently, he placed his thumb on her rigid clit and rubbed it slowly. Wendy moaned loudly, her lips trembling. She took her cock in both hands and guided inside. She screamed as the first few inches spread her and thrust herself down hard. They both grunted in unison. Wendy began bucking her hips madly as Phil grabbed her by the hair and. “After we had danced,” she replied quietly and after a long pause.I gripped her dress and dragged it up, completely exposing her bare ass.“You took them off for David?” I whispered, my lips an inch from her ear.“Yes,” she said quietly, almost ashamed, “He... he asked me to.” “You kept this to yourself? You didn’t think to tell me? And, where are they?” I whispered as my fingers moved to unbuckle my belt and I kicked off my shoes.“I... I,” she was barely audible as she tried to explain. The.