“Mr. Big Smile,” I whispered before I could stop myself.“I’m sorry?”“No no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so rude, Mr Matthews.” �...It’s my fault entirely. What was it you were saying earlier?”I blushed as I remembered what had slipped my tongue as soon as I recognised him. “So, do you mind if a lonely old man like me joins you or would you rather have someone younger?” he asked.“Sure, please grab a seat.” I laughed. “Help yourself. Just please don’t think that I’m a glutton, it’s just that I’ve. Jia ko ab pura majja ane laga..’musaji zyda majja aa raha hai..ar zor se meri boobs ko chosiye..aa Musaji ye tum kiya kiya ,,Jia ko puri tarah mast hote dekh kar main ne bola ‘Jia meri dil ki rani ab tu mera lund mu me le kar Candi ki tarah chus..dekh na kitna majja ayega’..main ne bed par soue hue use mera upar aise chara diya ki Jia ka mu mere lund por or Jia ka bur mera mu por agaya..apne lund par Jia ke nazuk hatho ka sparsh pa tei mera lund akdam ton utha..mu main lene ke bad…aag jal. I made sure the seams on my nylons were straight before hooking them to my garter belt. The bra with the cutout nipple areas allowed my nipple rings to hang free. The sheer white blouse ensured that they would be visible through the fabric. I stepped into the short black skirt and tucked the blouse in tightly to show off my breasts. Chris was so proud of the way she had made them grow. Hoop earrings and a bracelet completed my outfit. I put on the 4” high heeled shoes and I was “ready”.Chris. We had the cruise control locked on 62 mph and the miles began ticking away.The trip was 1710 miles, which at 60 mph meant 28½ driving hours.After a quick pit stop/piss stop just east of St Louis, we rolled into Tulsa, Oklahoma just after seven in the morning, Saturday morning.Because I had slept since the last gas stop, I would be taking over the driving duties after breakfast.After a good, quick breakfast and refilling our travel cups and thermos with coffee, we once again hit the road. We.