I knew goddamned good and well that I couldn't unload my cargo for another two days in Long Beach and I was only about six hours away."Pull over you d...mb ass," I scolded myself.But I was still another ninety miles from a truck stop. There wasn't much out here at all but sagebrush and jackrabbits.And then it hit me, "The Sunshine Kitten Farm."I haul this way at least a couple of times a month. I always wondered what that place looked like on the inside.Stuck out here in the dessert, about fifty. She moaned as she took my cock in her hand and stroked it softly.“Oh, Bill. Your cock is so big! I’ve never had one this big before.”“Well, you’re the one who’s making it so big,” I said as I slid my fingers into her beautiful soft hair.She didn't waste time with preliminaries. She put my cock straight into her mouth and pushed her head forward to let it slid down her throat. She gagged slightly but kept it there as I pulled her nose to my stomach. She gagged slightly again and that's all it. They tended to last a long time, and both were drained emotionally, sexually and physically at the end of each one of them. By tacit agreement, they didn't happen often. And that helped keep that special flavor to them.Sandi didn't give a reason for why she thought now would be a good time for a special session, but hinted she had a surprise. Karin wasn't really in the mood, but her friend was persuasive. Since the instigator was the 'top' in these sessions, Karin knew that all she had to do. Humming softly, she fastened me to the bedposts so I stood facing the bed with my arms spread-eagled. Next, she got a roll of duct tape and taped my ankles together. She then took some strips of that duct tape and taped my chest meat into small, but very real breasts. She had done this before, and it was one of my favorite games. I suspected that she would soon dress me in one of her nighties.Instead, she left the room saying, “Don’t go away.” She chuckled softly as she left. Unbeknownst to me.