Her advice was good. I could refrain from talking to anyone about the incident by staying by the pay phone and refusing to move until my ‘mother’ ...alled. No law enforcement agent would dare step over that line, especially if I presented it as her strict orders. It worked like a charm, and I was still unmolested when Brad and Linda arrived and refused to speak with anyone until they spoke with me privately.We met in the pilots lounge and they cut straight to the chase. “Carl, I’m Brad Childers. .As a long distance lorry driver I have to park up for the night in different places away from home every night.This night was in late winter or early spring so it was still quite cold once the sun set. I had showered and had my evening meal. I was sitting in my nice warm lorry cab on my laptop surfing the web, curtains closed and heating on. I was wearing just my boxers and reading some great stories on the Lush web pages, giving my now hard cock a gentle rub when there was a knock on my. The scene was so sexually charged that I was already mostly erect and I could smell the girls.The girls started to chant "Jack... Jack" while I just sat back and watched. I was hard and throbbing at my full 7-3/4 inches. Jack did a caricature of a strip tease pealing off his shirt and pants. His boxers bugled out as he bent over and pulled them quickly down to his ankles and step out. He straightened up and I found myself staring at the biggest cock I'd ever seen in the flesh and it wasn't even. Her eyes closed. She knew what was going to happen next and she urged herself not to fight and to just let him do as he pleased. She felt his hand between her legs and she jumped, startled a bit. Ever so softly, he began to rub her. She was dry, and he refused to do anything until that changed. He licked his fingertips and continued rubbing, moistening her with his saliva.She whimpered, squirming slightly and wishing he would just get on with it and be done."Shh, I said I wasn't goint to hurt.