" I have a vehicle that one of us can use to get around and it won't cost you anything. Mostly I guess we will be traveling together anyway," I replie.... "They have my get out of town bag, so I need to stop at an ATM machine. Do you need any walking around money?" No I'm good," he said. "But I do need some clothes." Oh my, I do love to shop," I said it while making the infamous bootleggers U turn on the county road. I did it just because I could. The centrifugal force penned him to the passenger. Thirty minutes after that I felt that I needed to take a dump and it wasn't for another hour that I could find a truck stop and by the time I reached the bathroom I was about to explode. After I took care of business, I noticed that there was a hole in the side of the stall marked "taste of heaven". I had never seen a gloryhole before but it was unmistakable. I chuckled, whopped out my phone to take a pic to post to FB and Instagram later. but as I was taking the picture I saw dick slide. She finally paid back the effort by giving me one of the better blowjobs of my young life. As we lay together in post-orgasmic bliss, I prompted her for stories about her experiences and fantasies. It turned out that she had once been a gangbang slut, and had been aching for her first bi experience. I had already tried a mff threesome, and pushed her further in that direction. Internet personals were her preference since it was anonymous and that is where we met, but I goaded her into having. I felt her hands clench behind me, curled tight around fistfuls of my shirt. I broke the kiss at last, opening my eyes to take in the sight of her. She was beautiful, perfect, and graceless, her hair falling across her cheek on one side. I tore my eyes off her, growling again as I bent my neck. My lips found the base of her neck, the curve where it became her shoulder, and parted so my teeth could grasp and bite down on her.She screamed, clenching and shaking as she came for me. I ignored it.