His smile broadened when I didn’t resist. I reached my trembling hand to his face, wanting to make sure he was real and I hadn’t fallen asleep, dr...aming like so many times before. I stroked his cheek with my thumb as my fingers traced the trimmed beard covering his strong jaw line. Offering no resistance to my touch, he let me trace the outlines of his face as I memorized the feel and textures of his skin, eyebrows, lips. Lips that were firm and soft at the same time, full and inviting. When I. She was so tight he was afraid he was going to blow his load right then. She leaned back and put her hands on the arms of the chair. They both looked down at where their bodies came together and she pulled up and nearly off of him, keeping just the tip inside her. Then she looked him straight in the eyes again."I am going to fuck you so hard, baby!"And she did just that.She came down hard on his cock, taking every last inch inside her tight little slit, then lifted back up until the tip nearly. She needed a man who would care for her every day not just every few weeks. She wanted a man who could go off to work in the morning and come home to her every night. He couldn't give her that, because he was on the road all the time. Driving a big rig, that’s his job. That's how he makes a paycheck. There was no way that he could stop, just for one person. Even though, it was his happiness at stake too. Many thoughts ran through his mind. Like hers, his heart was breaking. It had to be. Our little privacy booth was also decorated with drapes and other material that trapped noise. Sound did not carry in here very well at all so patrons could have comfortable conversations without being overheard.“My name is Morgan. If I may be of any further assistance, please notify Stephan, your waiter.” He said while handing out a wine list. Morgan bowed again, turned and headed to the front desk. I started to open my mouth but Aunt Jean was quicker.“I’m moving over here so I can see the.