We went to eat while he thought it over. It didn’t matter to me, he was doing the driving, I was doing the ‘cock support’ along the way. In the ...nd he decided that we could start at least. We could be at a nice rest area in three or four hours, sleep for a while [handle anything else that came up] then head for Atlanta early to pick up the load. Once we got started; I put the laundry away then joined him in the cab to keep him company and be the ‘radio slut’ for a while. It was just all in good. As I pushed to get away the dagger came out and a fountain of black blood struck me in the face. First it went into my mouth and then up my nose and finally into my eyes. As it fell I choked and gagged and breathed in the blood in my nose.My eyes felt like they were on fire as I struggled and finally I swallowed and caught my breath. I wiped my face and managed to get enough black blood out of my eyes to see. The demon lay still but the chest moved slightly and I could see the wound from my. I straddle him and feel his cock at my very wet entrance, nudging and continuing to grow. I rock slightly and feel the tip slip into me. As I support the bottom of his shaft, the head plunges in further on my second thrust, and I feel his cock filling with blood and stiffening to its full length and girth. On the third thrust, I gasp in exhilaration, as I feel the depth of his insertion."Fuck me, Ferg! Fill me with that big cock!" He responds and starts to pump from his bottom position,. "I really dig on the 77's. Love the steel carbs because of the performance, and the sound of those Webers is like music to my ears. I could tell it was a 77' when you revved it up before." Huh, yeah. Can't beat them Webers," I responded faking it. What the hell were Webers?"It looked like you have 16" wheels on it. You must have tricked out the rear-end then huh?" Oh yeah. Had to do that. It's a posi rear-end," now I was really faking it. Other than posi I knew nothing else about it."3.42?" She.