Jennie and Melissa, with no thought for their own safety, now had their feet in the path of the weights on the end of the bar as they strained. Jeff's...right arm had cramped, a muscle knotting up to suddenly produce a bulge in his right triceps, the pain intense, the arm suddenly weakening at the most critical moment."Get clear," he yelled out. "Get clear. I'm going to drop it. Move!" he screamed out.Jennie and Melissa jumped back, but to a straining Jeff, it seemed to take forever for them to. I knew she liked it because now I could feel her hands on both of my thighs and she was caressing them. She moans little bit when I squeeze those big boobies and shes looking up the ceiling but with her eyes closed. She breath deeply. Slowly I moved both of my hands down to her stomach as I unbutton her pants and move them down little bit, her panties came down as well. Just little bit so I could play with her butt. I moved my left hand up to her tits and grabbing them while my right one is. The feel of her tight body up against me, her delicate perfume overpowering my senses and the gradual rocking motion of her pushing herself into my groin was pure ecstasy. I looked up to find Charlotte and Mark had started kissing each other again, I cleared my throat to get their attention, “You two are jumping the gun a bit, but it just so happens I've pulled an odd… keep kissing her Mark, but Charlotte, put your hand on his cock.” Charlotte’s face lit up. As quickly as she put her hand on. I felt very vulnerable as I complied with this request. Sir Jack took the bag, carried it to the dumpster, and threw it in.I realized this was getting to be a serious commitment, I couldn't run away naked. I took comfort that my trucker Dom had saved my keys and wallet. Undoubtedly, when I returned I would be searching through the dumpster in the buff before I could drive home. Was Jack expecting to enjoy that comedy? Always hopeful, I took this as a sign my trucker had a sense of humor. Then I.