There were a few guys in there already so I headed over to the first open urinal and took out my dick to pee. At this point I had settled down enough...to at least get it into a position to piss successfully. I had no idea what the truck driver that I had spent the last mile entertaining was going to look like so everytime the door opened, I looked that was for any sign of recognition. Within a few minutes , my prize walked in. He too went to the urinal and pissed, but all the while. Slowly he pushed himself into me until I could feel the fronts of his thighs against my bare legs and felt his pubic hair against my ass. His cock was enormous and I felt like I had a log inside of me. Slowly he began to work it in and out of me with increasing speed and I thought he was going to split me in two as he gathered momentum and kept thrusting harder and deeper into my white round ass. After what seemed like an eternity he started to groan loudly and shortly thereafter I felt his. I pulled my swelled cock out and started stroking, matching her cautious speed. The college-aged guy moved the bag of popcorn over his left leg to prevent anyone in the row on his left side from seeing. I could not help but imagine being in his shoes (as I was a virgin at the time of viewing this). His left hand holding the bag of popcorn, he landed a huge handful of popcorn in his mouth with his right hand, clearly enjoying his own “show”. I never saw her face, directly, but her features would. He drew the ordeal out as long as humanly possible and pressed the cool shears up into my clit on purpose, I was sure. Just to see if I could stay still for him.“Good girl,” he cooed when he was done cutting the hose from behind and below, and I exhaled.“Now stand up tall, feet apart, and pull your dress up for me at the front, like you did so beautifully yesterday,” he commanded. “I’m guessing you won’t have forgotten that.” I sure haven’t, he didn’t have to add.I stood like he wanted me to,.