We made plans for me to come up to where she lives at and spend a weekend sucking and fucking. She met me at the airport and as soon as I saw her, I i...mediately knew that she was a true cum slut because she had this look to her that says "WHORE" ! At the hotel, I checked in with my cock already being rock hard, pressing against the counter and smiling because I was going to have a awesome 48 hours, fucking this slut and giving her all the cum she wanted, knowing that was exactly what she wanted. "If you wait over by your rig, I can show you were to park it, up there...."Jess was never a big tipper, but he wanted to impress this girl, so he added anextra 20 with the price for the meal, and quickly left. He figured if shechickened out, well he was out of the 20, but it had been fun with the teasing.He sat in his big rig for the next 15 minutes, and was ready to pull over to theback of the parking lot and climb into the sleeper and maybe jack off till hewould fall asleep, when he heard. I loved my parents, and I truly loved my girlfriend. Connections to the people who raised me, who were part of my life back then, they meant a lot to me. Suzie didn’t have many friends back home and neither did I. We were a close knit grouping and being away was hard.I was not a wise kid of the streets. I wasn’t a teenage rebel. I mean I had let myself go over the past four months, so I had a minor and quite sparse beard going, but on the whole I still looked like your all-American high school. I was 19, skinny, titless, unattractive, lacking in the social graces and social skills. I always wore baggy cargo pants, t shirt, a jacket two sizes too large for me and boots. I felt safe and secure in this out fit and it was like my uniform.I was physically uncoordinated, clumsy, goofy and weird. I had always excelled with schoolwork but that was the only thing in life I had ever been good at. I had no interest in boys or sex. My sexual experience, apart from some experimental fooling around.