"C'mon pretty lady, don't do me like that" he replied, still grinning while watching me finger fucking myself. Teasingly, I removed my fingers and pla...ed them to my opened mouth and flicked my extended tongue fully to lick my juices off. "Aw damn girl, c'mon and let me play. Get off on exit 122 turn right and go to the Flying K truck stop" he announced as he had to move his big red truck up. Mm I better not I thought to myself, but I am fucking hot and horny. I could feel my throbbing clit now. Once we were good and hidden, Rick and I really started looking through the magazines to see just what we had found. These books were awesome! They had dirty stories, pictures of professional models doing every sexual act there was, and entire books of amateur pictures sent in by readers. We compared our favorite books, rated girls and pictures, and even read some of the stories and letters out loud. After a few minutes of drooling over our new stash, we decided that we better get these books. This bunch was the first to raid our place." How long's he been gone, your husband?" I asked, enjoying the food and her beauty."Two, no most three years," she said, raising an eyebrow. She had a growing bruise on her chin. "I do miss him."A big man with an old-fashioned wig stomped through the front door, gave me an odd look, and demanded, "Are you hurt, Lisa? I saw the bodies. Can't believe they'd attack you here." He turned to me. "You kill 'em, all four a'them?"I nodded."You best be goin'. I. ”“That’s okay, Ma’am,” Dan said.“You’re a polite young man,” the woman said just before returning to her friends.Dan watched the woman return to her group before turning back to the cook station. He pulled the cinnamon twists out of the refrigerator. After placing them on the paddle, he slid them into the oven. While the cinnamon twists were cooking, he checked over the quantities of dough to see how much he needed to make for the evening. He was definitely going to have to make some extra.