And I think this helped push my fantasies further. Soon I was constantly thinking about dicks, cum, getting fucked, sucking off older men in parking l...ts, getting gangbanged in a hotel room etc. I also discovered I had a "type", which is the steroetypical trucker. Big belly, a bit hair, older and of course the truck. I then knew I had to do something about this. I started to activly search for guys around me. I started getting messages from men in their 50s and upwards, saying all the tings. Marla is a prime example of this phenomenon. The story diverged from the outline right in the first scene. She was supposed to let him in, he would turn and she'd shoot him. The police would arrest her for killing him, but would have treated her a lot better. So right from the start she was in a worse position than originally intended.The second divergence came when the biker who was supposed to 'rescue' her didn't show up. I must have argued with him for an hour, but he insisted he would not. I saw from his face that he was cumming and it pushed me over the edge. I thrust forward and unloaded into her pussy. I pulled out slowly as she was still sucking on his dick and licking his balls. I went to go shower and as I walked back through I saw that she was riding him. I leaned in and said my goodbyes as I headed out the door.While at work, I kept checking my phone to see if she had sent me anything. At around 9:30 she sent a text photo of her pussy with cum leaking out of it. She said. " Pat and I left for home while our Parents and Grandparents discussed who to get to evaluate the jewelry and coins."You're fabulously rich!" our women squealed when we materialized at home."We will be fabulously rich," I corrected them. "Remember that Grandfather said that the treasure would be equally divided. I assume that he meant among all of those who took part in the battle," I told them."Do you mean that we will get part of it too!?" Shannon asked excitedly."Yes. We were all there, and.