If it was a crafter class someone might take their chances andtake him in as an apprentice. And a decent sorcerer class? There was bigmoney on the hor...zon. Those were always in demand.The question was: should he risk it? He had no way of knowing what he'dend up with. Like everyone else, Gabriel had stories of classes gonewrong. About strange physical or mental changes that no one in theirright mind wanted. Those classes have been deemed undesirable. Then againwhat are the chances a shop, sunken. Iassumed he was in the Navy like me. I could not even guess his age orbegin to tell you what his interests were. What I did know was that hishands had rough calluses on them which I felt on my hips as he held mein place. I knew that he was almost a foot taller than me, had blueeyes, big hard biceps, and fully erect, his penis was thirteen incheslong.I knew also that every time he pushed himself forward, his cock seemedto slide into my belly. Each time he entered it felt like I was going toshit. ”“Crawl up there on the bed.”I crawled onto the bed, my body stretching across the width of the sleeper. “Is this where you want me?” I asked.The trucker grabbed my ankles in his strong hands and twisted me so that I was lying across the mattress. As he rolled me over onto my stomach, he said, “The truck don’t rock so much this way. Get on your hands and knees.”I followed his instruction.He spit onto my ass, then into his hand, and rubbed it over my ass. He pushed the head of his cock over and. Her body writhed a little and another light moan came from her mouth, but this time I didn't stop. I felt her nipples swelling and hardening in my palms, and drew them away and took each nipple between a thumb and a finger and caressed them almost in a milking motion. This time the shudder was more pronounced, "Oh daddy, that feels so good, nobody's ever touched me like that before"He words broke the spell and I went to pull back my hands, "Oh god, Bridgitte, I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to..".