It was so depressing that I almost took it all off and fled.For some reason the stairs seemed like they went on forever as Idescended the stair case. ...I got to the living room and Bob had stood upand smiled as he looked at me. Bob told me that I looked very sexy andhad me turn around for him. I was complimented on my ass and he told methat I had real knock out legs. Bob told me to come sit next to him onthe couch. I told Bob that I had had sex with one girl and that I didnot think I was. In one fluid motion I flipped her over, and lay there, my hard cock bulging my boxers onto her small lacy panties. Shuffling down the bed, I ran my hand down her long pale legs to her firm shapely calves. I ran my hand back up the inside of her thigh to grab her panties. Gasping she met my eye and nodded. I slowly pulled that material cover down to see the treasures that was her pussy. It was mostly shaven except a landing strip of dark pubic hair no wider than my thumb. Bending my head to her. ??????????? ?She sure as fuck got that right.??????????? ?Only thing is she experienced very few of them.??????????????? Sowhat the crap was Bernardo thinking??Shit, the stupid fucker. He had a prime fuck bitch all tied up andalready repeatedly buggered and he deems a meal with family more important thanthe pleasures at hand. Get fucking real man. All he had to do was plan ahead,to beg off sick at the last moment, (Who can argue with that?) or come up withsome other plausible excuse. Don't have. But I still feel guilty every time I cheat on my wife so it's not unusual for me to hole up in some cheap hotel room during the weeks on the road with a porn movie or a titty magazine, taking business into my own hands. I even had a DVD player installed in my company car so I can enjoy some nasty porn on the long drives thru the desolate Nevada and Utah wastelands. And that's exactly what got me started on the road to being a trucker's submissive fuckbuddy. I was driving along Highway 50 in the.