My husband bought this stupid motorhome RV thing and wanted us to take a trip across the nation. Somewhere in the middle of Kansas this stupid thing ...roke down. We sat on the side of the interstate for an hour while my goofball husband tried to figure out what was wrong. This really big eighteen wheeler truck pulled up and these two goofy looking fat smelly guys got out and came over and asked what was wrong. Said that they could give us a ride to the next town which was about seventy miles. . ' the three of them laughed at the joke. Cautiously looking around I was face to face with four very rigid male members and their owners were getting anxious as I removed my tennis, jeans, jockeys and t-shirts. Soon as I was naked Daniel pressed his gigantic member back to my lips saying ' ... come on get busy, you got lots of work to do! ... ' again there was nervous laughter. I resumed sucking Daniel as some one felt my buttocks and probed my anus roughly. I could not see who it was but. Her mind was blank and her thoughts would not come. There was nothing but a great all enfolding blackness around her-the blackness and the pain that drummed into her backside with each buttock-flattened lurch he made at herWhy not! Why not! drummed ceaselessly through her tortured brain. This is what he wants, this is what they all want. I'll give it to them! I'll give it to them!And then the dam burst inside her. The pain, the helplessness of her position, the lewd fucking the huge black wolf. The area had many shops, restaurants, and on certain days, street markets. As they walked down the street Juliana noticed a shop with interesting clothes in its windows. It was actually one shop divided into two, selling vintage clothing on one side and the other selling current clothes, both designer quality, and, to Juliana’s delight, they carried all of the French and Italian lingerie that she coveted, but was available in only limited variety at home. Unlike many men, Robert did not mind.