After sleeping in the truck for many nights it sounded like a great idea.Since we all had to get on the road early, we were asleep before ten. I woke ...p feeling something up against my back around three o'clock. At first I was hoping it was his wife wanting to be fucked again. Then came the shock that it was the husband who joined me in bed. He was rubbing his cock against my hole and I was pretending I was still asleep. Then he slid some kind of jell in my anal and put one of his fingers in.. Your legs open wide now, and I hear you breathing faster now. Your knees bend and you catch my fingers, pressing them into your wetness.“Yessss”I slide two fingers deep inside you. You’re so deliciously wet. I lick my fingers and love the taste of you. I want to lick you until you cum all over my face. I start to lean forward to do just that but you push me away, “No – fingers, finger fuck me.”I move position. Now from your side I can use both hands more easily. I reach out again and slide my. Eagerly moving against me as I shudder and relax, spent. ?Master please, please, may I? May I come for you?? Your pleading desperate, voice hoarse from screaming, face sticky with my seed. ?Disgusting little whore, aren't you?? I ask, my cock twitching even as it softens, as I watch you beg and writhe, rubbing yourself against me. ?You think that you deserve to come?? ?N-no Master, but please, I need it so much, please let your disgusting painwhore come. I'll do anything,. I just wasn’t expecting it, is all.”“‘The Boss’? You mean you know Bruce Springsteen?” said Jane with a very puzzled look on her face.“No, no! Not that old fart, I mean ‘The Boss’ ... You know Johnny Mellow?” They still looked a little lost, or like I had lost my mind, and as I reviewed the last few moments of conversation, I really couldn’t blame them. “Okay, let me try this again, from the top,” and I laughed at the looks I was getting from both. “I used to ride professionally, right?” and.