This was the stuff of twenty year olds, this does not happen at this stage of life! But it was, I was certain, and a grin came over my face. We travel...d this way for a few miles, glancing at each other, smiling, flirting without words at 70 miles per hour no less. He pulled in front of my car and began to slow. I slowed as well, just to see what this was about, I wasn’t fearful so much as intrigued. His directional signaled that he was pulling into the rest area just ahead. I saw him motion to. "I'm sorry, Lesley, I really am but you're so damn cute. It won't happen again." That's when I learned her name was Lesley.Hoss got up and Lesley handed him his room key and he staggered out the door."Thank you, but I could have handled it. We get a lot of drunks in here. Are you looking for a room? You're new here, aren't you?" said Leslie."Yes and yes. I'm an over the road trucker and at one of the truck stops I heard this was a trucker friendly place near Las Vegas."She gave me my room key. There was still some resistance but then it started to slide again causing his wife to squeal loudly in pain. The dildo slid right into her leaving her grunting in pain as she tried to adapt to its size. She was now strapped into everything she could fit and grunting in pain from the thick dildo up her arse.Peter knelt down next to her prone form running his hand over her back causing her to shiver. He slowly ran his hand over her fantastic bum squeezing the cheeks and tapping the backs of the. I haven't done that for at least five years. She didn't move as I approached her and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She moved her face and put her mouth on mine, kissed me, and then I felt her tongue run over my lips. I came in my pants with a little moan."Well, you better go change fast," she giggled, "unless you want to be... uncomfortable... all day."I ran downstairs and pulled my jeans off. Fuck, cum all over. I wiped up, changed my shorts and jeans and headed back upstairs. As I headed.