Amber ascended the stairs quickly and headed straight to Cara’s bedroom. The door was closed. She checked the knob. Not locked.Inside, the room was ...ark. Window shades were drawn blacking out any radiance from the moon. A red iridescent glow from Cara’s bedside clock shadowed across an empty bed. 1:34 AM.Amber’s mind wanted to fill with thoughts of Cara out at a bar, drunk, laughing and falling all over some stud who was pumping her full of cheap drinks. She wanted to think about Cara finally. As usual, on my jog around the park on a Saturday morning, with likewise people who just wanted to keep fit, I had got to know most of them from my regular runs, most of them being around the 50 year old mark, but this particular Saturday I saw a new face in the crowd, he wasn't a regular, he was about 30 ish, but what made me take more notice of him was, as he ran along I saw his cock swinging from side to side in his shorts, it made me hard instantly, I fucking loved looking at it, my first. (((BTW Do you know WHY adult movies got XXX as a rating? Why XXX after all and not another letter? The answer may astonish you...)))(((BTW Here's something else to ponder... Does porn follow technology OR does the need for better porn DRIVE technology? The world may never know...)))With our new membership cards we were each limited to only three movies at a time. I picked three that that had the prettiest women on the front, of course. Not sure what Rose Ann used as her guide but the women on. Maybe she was divorced? He didn't know, but it perplexed him and the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. Surely a woman like this could find another, much easier and less dangerous way to make a living.He knew that most truckers didn't have a lot of cash to blow on hookers, so she couldn't be living on just what she made bouncing between big rigs. And working all night like this would make it very hard to get up the next morning for a full day at the office!As he thought about.