Soon, the trucker starts moving around, and I stand up. I can feel the cum running out of my ass, down my legs. The trucker says thank you, zips up an... leaves. My pimp says that I can clean up at the hotel, and we walk out a short time later. I can see the trucker talking to a group of guys as we walk out, and I know he is telling them what just happened. My pimp hands me several business cards and tell me to go give them to the guys. As I walk over to them, I see that the card says Rest area. He was of less than average height but broad shoulders . He use to do all my house works , like cleaning , washing utensils , ironing clothes etc and lived in a separate room near our store room . He uses a separate bathroom and generally took bath in the garden area outside.sonu called me didi and used to serve me morning tea . Iuse to wear small slirt in my house and felt relaxed . Sonu use to see me in the clothes and felt shy some times . when sonu took bath outside in the garden I use to. She was doing a marvelous job but I wanted to fuck her, so I pulled her by her shoulders up to me. She got the hint and lifted her body over me; her pussy was lined up with my cock. She took my cock and aimed it at her pussy. She slowly descended until her pussy devoured my cock inch by inch until she impaled herself on my cock. We both sighed when she had me totally inside her. She bent over and presented her breasts to my waiting mouth. I licked her nipples as she started to fuck me. I licked. The pole was raised until the 2 inch cock was inside me impaling me upon it. I suddenly started to tingle. I had to remain still but I found it hard with the cock in me, pulsing. A hand grabbed my hair yanking my head back and the wedding began. I listened to the story of our Lord and why men should be honoured and pleasured for the rest of time. The man at my side was blessed and given the blade of marriage. I was aching now wanting to move off this infernal cock. I need to release but.