"Reminds me of when you had that crappy apartment with Mike. We used to fuck in the room next to his...loudly. Knowing he could hear us. Knowing he wa... probably in there jerking off."Susan kissed me passionately. If I had know that Mike turned her on I would have invited him over a long time ago. She started strocking my cock."John, lets do it."So we put the ear pieces on and we started making out. She unbuttoned my shirt and ran her hands over my chest. She pressed her knee against my hard. He moved lower to my slit and poked his tongue in and out. He swirled it around, then he went back to my clit and sucked on it. Fuck, it felt fan-fucking-tastic. I grabbed hold of my own boobs and fondled them. I pinched my nipples and fuck, I was there. My hips moved involuntarily and I cried out for him to hear my rapture, “Fuck yeah, that’s it.” He kept up his tongue work on my clit and, with increased enthusiasm from me, he brought me off to a really nice, strong orgasm. Fuck, his son. She said if she did, to wake her when we got to our destination. Well, I am driving along, she is quiet, in the back, I assumed asleep, and pretty soon she asked if we could stop because she needed to use the rest room. I told her about a Love's Truckstop a few miles away and she said she could hold it until we got there. I noticed, but never thought anything about it, but she stayed behind the closed curtain and never joined me up front. We pulled into the truckstop, I backed into a space,. Gupta and Shah were at a corner. They have changed into a pair of comfortable shorts and poured a glass of whiskey to enjoy the show. Pooja circled her and looked at her from top to bottom. She looked like a pro while Sowmya’s legs were still trembling. She was not sure if she can with stand a lesbian act or will be forced to give up. Amidst all this thought, Pooja held her from behind. She started sniffing at Sowmya’s neck and shoulder.Sowmya took a deep breath and shut her eyes. “Don’t give.