“Wh- What?” Ever since high school, I’ve just assumed Will hated me. Our first interaction wasn’t exactly friendly and we’ve been arguing ev...r since. The only reason we still hang around each other is because we have too many mutual friends.“I mean we fight, sure,” he shrugs, “But I never hated you.”“Y-you didn’t?” Somehow it never occurred to me that Will’s supposed animosity towards me could just be, you know, how he is.“Shit,” he sighs, “You didn’t seriously think I hated you all this. "So while Gail was in the bunk bed, trying to get to sleep, but wishing that it was her in the other bed, Dave noisily made love to Jill, who, understanding what Dave was doing, responded vigorously, her orgasms quite loud as she told him how good it was.Gail lay there realising that she would have to accept this if she wanted to remain with them, but she just hoped that every few nights one or other of them, and preferably both, would make love to her.Sunday Week 17After breakfast, Dave packed. The combined taste was intriguing and erotic. Between kisses, licks and panting she asked, "So Mr. Trucker, are you ready to fuck me now?" Suzy wriggled back up fully onto the narrow bunk, opened her luscious thighs wide and with both hands outstretched, beckoned me to her. My rejuvenated cock was standing straight out again as I positioned myself between her legs. Not wanting this wonderful evening to finish too quickly, I teased her with my cock. I let it lightly slide up and down her labia. I asked if he would like a beer, I had ordered them from room service an hour before. We sat and drank the beer, and I switched the conversation to sex by talking about missing my wife. I had photos I kept on my phone of her body that she had sent me over several trips and I asked if he wanted to see her tits. He quickly agreed, I told him I missed her mouth on these trips and then asked if he had ever had a really good blowjob? He laughed and said that he had gotten a hand job once but that.