And a third time. "Just wait. I'm only starting. Payback, mister. It's a bitch. haha."I'd hate to see if she was pissed at me. My ass was stingi...g when Cindy disappeared into her closet. I couldn't see what she was up to. When she came back into view she was wearing a purple strap on cock. A big purple strap on cock."Holy shit, where did you get that?" Just something I saw in a magazine." If that's going where I think it is, no fair, that's got to be 8 inches." No only 7. And it's no. Kristi called out blackjack while flipping her face down card revealing an Ace. She lucked out, getting to keep her shirt on. It was now up to me and Scott. "Hit me" Scott called out. A four. "Again". An eight. "I stay". "Hit me" I followed. A two. "Again". A Queen. Damnit. My face down card was a two. I had broke twenty one. I slowly turned my card over and followed it by taking off my shirt. After the catcalls by both Kristi and Scott, it was time to deal again, however, this time, the mood. I surveyed the parking lot. There were two cars parked a couple spots away to the left of me and to the right was the start of the big-rig parking. It was a large parking area, completely filled with long haul big rigs making their way down boring Interstate 5. That was why I was here. At a seedy gas station in the middle of nowhere. I was hoping I may bring some excitement to a lonely truck driver or two. Little did I know what the night had prepared for me. I still hadn’t found my way. My mother wrapped her hand around his cock and fondled it. “This is what I need. I need this inside me. Please don’t make me wait to feel your wonderful cock deep inside me. I need you inside me,” my mother begged. “Oh, Roshan, my big stud, make love to me! Please take me now!”“Oh yes, my King, hurt me!” my mother moaned just before he entered her, her eyes transfixed on his mammoth penis. As he slowly slid his giant cock head between her pussy lips, mom screamed. Uncle slowly slid his monster.