.I had to piss and noticed a rest area was just a few miles up the interstate. I pulled in and quickly made my way inside and to the urinal. I had to ...ee so bad I wasn't paying attention to anyone around me. After finishing, I jerked my hood back and forth (being uncut-I have to jerk my dick a few times to make sure all the piss comes out. I wish I could just shake my dick like cut guys can but when I do that I always have piss left in me when I pull up my briefs.)I went outside and located the. Now beads of perspiration are breaking out on my forehead. I whisper in your ear, telling you to stop, but not meaning it. You stop the pressure on my clit. I am about to make you carry on, but I then feel the crotch of my panties being pulled to one side, and your fingers stroking directly over the soft mound of my freshly-shaved pubis. I can’t believe this is happening. Your fingers reach my vulva, and I feel one of them burrowing between the soft lips into my vagina, revolving round inside,. I nibbled softly and she groaned. When I reached up to cup her other breast in my palm she said, "So you do like this old gal's titties, huh?" I told her that she had definitely gotten me hard. She replied that she really wanted to watch me stroke it. I told her that I just needed to get undressed and get some lube and a towel.When I returned to the room, Carla had completely removed her blouse, d****d it over the back of the sofa, and was sitting there in her slacks only. Not wanting to walk. ‘What’s the matter?’ it asked again and chuckled softly, the deep feral voice dripping with fascinated sarcasm. ‘Who are you?’ she managed, her legs beginning to shake badly. ‘I’m the stuff nightmares are made of, bitch,’ the man scraped his claws at her menacingly with a vicious flip of his wrist. His voice seemed to echo throughout her mind as he talked. ‘Krueger,’ she whispered, ‘Freddy Krueger.’ ‘The one and only,’ he bowed irreverently. As he straightened himself out, he pulled a beaten.