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 gr...at stories on the Lush web pages, giving my now hard cock a gentle rub when there was a knock on my passenger side door.I moved over to the passenger side of my cab and opened the curtain, there standing below was a stunning young brunette, she looked so cold in her flimsy attire.I opened the window and the cold air rushed in, I shivered,. Diane went from shock to humor to embarrassment and then to amazement all in matter of seconds.The thirty-six-year-old single mother sat in the middle of the crowded lunch restaurant staring at her phone until she thought to glance around nervously to see if anyone could tell what she was looking at. She had a couple of friends who played around with sexting and had lots of cock pictures on their phones. She was amused and even a little turned on the times they boldly showed them off at lunches. Now, seeing as Mr. Calloway hasn't bothered to introduce you to us or us to you I'll do the honours. I'm Vikki Thompson, slut one."She indicated in my direction as she thrust her pussy onto Leigh Calloway's extended digit until it was fucking her. "Superstud here is my boyfriend Justin Robertson." She indicated the ever-present erection that was trying to push through my trousers. "I'm thinking of calling him my 'Power Pack' because he's Everyready!"When her little joke had received its. My hand was busy as well, slowly and softly rubbing up and down her spine, sometimes teasingly stroking and squeezing the globes of her bottom, sometimes letting a finger slip between her cheeks just far enough to tease her tight little bud. My other hand was busy playing with her breasts, along with pinching and rolling a fat hard nipple now and then.The moans and whines that these moves would elicit from her were almost primal in nature and were coming from deep within her chest. I was also.