He wanted me to see it for myself. So naturally we headed for the expressway, and as usual Harold pulled my skirt up enough to show my naked pussy. We...drove for about an hour, crossing over into Kentucky, slowly passing every big rig on the expressway. I rode with my legs spread wide, and with Harold pumping a vibrator in my pussy with his right hand. Finally we pulled off an exit behind several trucks. Harold pulled into a truck stop and ran inside, leaving me in the car. A few minutes later. What a goofy set- up!As for George... sleaze, sleaze, sleaze, since the days he'd sold patent medicines from the back of an ancient wagon, medicines laced with alcohol. Nothing had changed with George!Phil passed the time by catching up on the news with some New York papers George had on his desk. There were two big stories that riveted his attention. Gertrude Ederle had just finished a successful English Channel swim, the first time by a woman, with a time-lapse that beat the best men's. I was screaming out that I was a filthy whore and should be fucked like one, that they should abuse my sex holes any way the wish. I grabbed my breasts and rode both cocks till my gushing orgasms squirted all over Winston’s black cock. They both took this as their cue to come. Winston as agreed lifted me off his cock and sitting in front of me sprayed my face and tits with what seemed like a gallon of hot white sticky spunk. I placed my mouth over the end of his cock to capture the last few. “And the strap-on if you think I need a good pegging.”“Go on, Tiger. Ignore her!”“Hmph!” Kara said, but snuggled closer.“Anyway,” I grinned. “I had more or less sworn off other girls, and then at Kara’s suggestion, a correct one, by the way, I took Michelle to Australia. And I was with Sakurako in both Tokyo and Oguni.”“What?!” Jessica gasped.“She took the train from Oguni and surprised me at the airport. She wanted the extra time, and it was perfect. She really has her head screwed on.