They're called moral's. As I stop I get out from pulling over so I can ask if she needs help & she can see who I was for piece of mind. She's sizing m... up and I asked how far she's goingt to help if needed. She says to SA, & I said, Hop in then & my name's Chris & she said her name's Chris as well but to call her "Pudding". Okay I like you already Pudding & help her up the semi(tractor) & inspecting her ass going up. Driving & small talking n taking notice that she's attractive n her own way as. My engorged lips wrapped tightly around the indentation each time I lowered myself, filling my cavity with the point that is used so often. My legs began to shake to the point of not holding myself up anymore. My clit was pulsing in and out severely in an erotic rush as my orgasm finally reached its destination. Leaning back just slightly enough to feel my clit with my fingers and also let my firm breasts protrude with their hard pink centers, I closed my eyes and let the moment fill me. The. He ran his hand through her hair and the breast fell lose, and her hair with it, Falling in a curly fire curtain around them. Pushing his hip up slightly he sunk in a couple inches ,stopping at the natural barrier that let him know he would be her first lover. He could show her everything. Rolling her onto her back her kissed her neck and shoulders as she laid back. He looked at her compared to him. Creamy silk compared with Rough Night. He ran a calloused thumb over one of her plump pink. It was the concept of friends with benefits. I fucked guys of different nationalities – European, American, south American, African, Asian etc…. I collected all the colours of the rainbow. And my sexual experience made me very popular…and respected!! Guys were always coming back for more…and afraid to displease me in any way. Females had been asking me for sexual advices…and I happily shared my knowledge…but however, it was not merely a question of knowledge…it’s a question of attitude…I mean,.