" as he reached down and squeezed what looked to be a thick cock growing his jeans. "Well lead the way, stranger." I smiled at him. I pulled over into...an empty lot near the truck stop parking area. Making sure there were no prying eyes watching me, I followed him over to his truck and he opened the door to help me in, as any gentleman would, cupping my ass as he helped me up into the cab. He wasted no time dropping his jeans and I was on him like rabid whore choking down as much of his cock as. She found herself reaching for Cynthia's breasts as well as the lines began to blur.James stopped long enough to turn Rhonda over. He entered her from behind and grabbed her hips before driving his dick in all the way. As he began fucking Rhonda again Cynthia moved underneath him. She began licking his balls as he thrust in and out of Rhonda's pussy. He stopped and began pulling Rhonda against him so his wife could suck his balls. Rhonda could feel Cynthia's hair tickle her inner thighs. She. Lots of both.She was lying on her back on the bare ground with her legs still sluttily spread and her forearm covering her face. Grass and dirt were stuck all over the dampness to her skin. Gently and affectionately I helped her to her feet and back into the car. The only thing I had to clean and dry the cum and dirt from her body was the red woolen dress she had arrived in but it meant she had to sit naked in the passanger seat for the drive home.I cannot in truth explain the mood. Too much. She asked me to take the tire and get it repaired and the guy at the tire shop told me that someone had taken the valve core out and must have been playing a joke on me.My wife made a few more comments about running into this same guy and how nice he was every time they met. I said nothing about the guy but thought five grand what I'm I going to do with it.I go hunting for a week with two of my friends around Halloween and this year was no exception this year.I was had a great trip bagging not.