"One of the truckers demands, "Just who the hell are you?"I reply, "I am Stacy Summers, the billionaire heiress who was traveling with Ben, your truck...r's angel. That is I was with him until these two and their team chased him off."Another trucker questioned, "What team?"Then they found out all about the team...Present – Samantha – At the truck stopWe are thoroughly fucked! Stacy somehow escaped and alerted the truckers to who we are and what we're doing and now we're the prisoners. She grins. As I jacked off, your desires have me captivated. I know you want to taste my nectar as you take me deep in your mouth. Perhaps it was the build up of the accumulation of our letters we have written, for finding release will not take long. My grip on my cock tightened as my hand moved faster. I imagined you grabbing my ass as you pulled my cock deep into your throat. My cock tightens and will soon release is heavy load. Then, for a moment, the only reality that was real was as my fingers. “I’ll give you three little knocks when I return”.I latched the door and continued to remove my trousers and trainers. Standing I just my undies I felt quite vulnerable. I heard three knocks and unlatched the door, Linda stepped in the cubicle and closed and latched the door. “Turn round and put your arms out” she instructed. She put the bra straps over my arms and pushed it up to my chest, then getting behind me she fastened the hooks. “Not as pretty as your undies, but it will do the job”.. Her pressure getting harder and harder as she seemed to get more excited. More fingers joined the parade and soon her whole hand was on my cock and she was wanking me. I looked her to get some reaction but through my moaning and pleasure couldn’t really gain her mood properly. Oh I knew she was horny but how much….I just didn’t know. I was now breathing heavy. My cock was leaking precum and with me being uncut and she was wanking me the emergence of white froth started to appear on my bell end,.