The light was on indicating that porn was running, but the door was obviously not fully shut. I open it and walked in slowly so that if I got a messa...e that my presence wasn’t appreciated, I could leave. The guy in the booth looked to be in his late 40s, so younger than me. He was thin, had an out-doorsey tan and a well-groomed full beard, but he gave the impression of being a trucker. Not surprising as this place is surrounded by a major truck stop just off a long-haul interstate. His. She the dropped her skirt and tights and revealed her neatly trimmed pussy and spun around to show me her arse. "Like what you see?" She asked. "Very much so." I replied. She walked over to the table and ran her fingers up my legs and onto my now erect dick. "Wait!" I said, "if this is extra, I've not brought more money with me." "Don't worry about that, this is my tip from you! You're very handsome!"She started to stroke my cock, running her hands up and down and over my balls. She was now up. Peter had a look on his face that was priceless, and at the same time expectant. 'I can't', I protested, 'Just try it, you will be surprised', she retorted.My hand reached down and took hold of his pyjama cord and Peter pulled back as my cold fingers touched his bare skin. I pulled his cord out from his stomach and looked down, to see he was not wearing underpants, I felt weird and curious at the same time, looked at mum, who sat with a smile on her face, 'Reach in and take hold of it', she. It was big and very dark, and it had the muskiest smell she had ever smelled. No other cock that week since she had been fucking black men had smelled this funky. The smell stung her nostrils as she sucked more of him into her mouth and down her throat. As the minutes began to accrue each cock took its turn in her mouth, and each cock had a different musky odor to it. Down the other end of the court Vicky was getting her mouth stuffed as well. The old man in her mouth looked to be close to 70.