I could tell he was well built and when I got within speaking distance he said in a drawl “come on and hop up in the rig.” I followed him around t... the passenger side, he opened the door and climbed in and indicated for me to follow. Inside was spacious, clean and organized and there was a huge sleeper behind the cab. He remained standing and leaned back against the upper deck of the sleeper as he unbuttoned his jean and produced his beer can cock. I dropped to my knees in front of him, took. Her face looked a bit scared. Then I saw her neck. She had tried to cover it by combing her black hair to her neck and chest but that couldn't cover the hickeys on her neck. I wasn't just one or two hickeys, basically her whole neck was covered in those love bites.The she came to me. We hugged. "What has happened?" "It was a girl.", she quickly replied. We kissed and I mumbled, "mmm.... ok. So happy to see you."We got to our car and started driving to my place. I asked again what had happened. Drinking, meeting new people, and smoking pot. I had never smoked before but Tyrone always had weed on him. I was nervous at first, but he said I would enjoy it, and I did! There was one very (un)fortunate side effect that smoking had on me though...it made me SO HORNY! A few times when we were out at parties we would smoke and I would get so horny that I would have to head home to masturbate. Every time I did this, I would look at my browser history the next morning and it would be filled with. Cheating for both husbands and wives seemed to be the norm anymore. Husbands wanted to watch their wives fucking another man. So many gays and lesbians were out of the closet. The world of love and marriage seemed to becoming extinct. I guess people like me were part of the problem. I watched my parents and my sister in their marriages. They seemed to hold it together. Maybe there was still someone out there for me. Just maybe being in college and around sex for five years made me leery of.