I still felt nervous but started feeling aroused and empowered. Then Chris shouted "Snack time!" I looked surprised and said "What?"He said its snack ...ime, we get a snack and juice. I said "I didn't bring anything!" He said "its ok we got it back here" and pointed to the fridge. With that they got up and went to the kitchen area and got out some cranberry juice and vodka and mixed up some drinks. They called to me to come get mine, so I walked right in not even trying to cover up. Terry handed. Chris bought them a round of drinks and served them some food. With a tray of something nice he went back to the car deck and knocked on Jonas cab. He opened up the door for him and took the tray. Chris climbed back on board. Jonas had closed the curtains so they would have full privacy. He enjoyed the food and the guys chatted a bit more. Jonas told him that life on the road could be lonely, especially for a gay truck driver. Sure there were glory hole toilets enough, and the sneaky sex on the. Then she came over to embrace me again. This time I felt myself responding to her powerful sexuality, and her responses back to my own arousal a moment later. Our nipples now pressed firmly into each other's strong bodies. Again the embrace was long and sensual, and I was once more thankful to Erick for his hack that let me respond ardently to another fembot's affections.Without ownership to encumber my thoughts, I remained liberated to explore my own feelings in ways few fembots ever have.. “I wouldn’t move if I were you.” He slices her low cut blouse off, tossing it aside. Moving to her skirt, he rips it open and roughly pulls them down. When he gets to her high heels he rips those off as well, tossing the skirt and heels with the blouse. He looks at her bra and cuts it down the middle, allowing her tits to move freely. He mauls her tits, hard. She begs in between the sobs, “Please stop!” her head tossing from side to side, “it hurts! please!” Adam just smirks. All he says is,.