It was a typical rest area off the interstate. In fact, she realized it was an enclosed rest area. It was in the middle of two interstates, and fenced...off except by road access. She was on a toll road. Hadn’t the booth operator seen her on the truck? She didn’t recall stopping. Maybe the truckers had an electronic pass. Maybe it didn’t matter. She suddenly had the desperate feeling that she had to get away from there. Just leave the rest stop behind her. Walk out and hitchhike naked if she had. I was already well lubed from having a dildo inside me earlier and fucking myself with it. Eventually, I was approached by one young gentleman who deposited his full load into my mouth.Later, still on the prowl, another man came over to me while I was sitting on some steps near the club with my sheer tights-clad legs crossed - one leg dangling over the other and wearing my black pumps with a strap across the ankle as I was leaning back in a seductive pose. He took his cock out and pushed it. She hisses as the fourth bead goes in slowly. I rub her pussy for a few minutes. Heightening her pleasure and helping prepare for the last bead.“Oh! Oh! Oh! It’s so big!” She gasps as I push it slowly in her ass. “I don’t know! I don’t ... aaah!” Her body vibrates as she has a small orgasm when the last bead settles inside her.Wasting no time, I line my dick up with her pussy and thrust. She is noticeably tighter with the beads inside. My dick pushes her into a second, stronger orgasm.I grin. When we got to the pub door we both stopped, Shirley turned towards me and I gave her a looking up and down, enjoying the view. "Off you go first, get up to the bar, buy yourself a drink and I'll follow in a minute." She was about to protest so I cut her short, tightening her belt a little for her, "No one is going to show any obvious interest if you have a bloke d****d over you." She thought about it for a minute."OK." But don't be too long. She went into the pub and I left it no more than 30.