The relative warmth of the night had not prevented the Stranger from wearing his well used black leather jacket over his tight white t-shirt. She noti...ed that the jacket matched his belt, shoes and his thick, slicked back hair. He posed like someone who didn’t give a damn about what others thought, leaning arrogantly against the dented and weather worn hood of his decade old car (also black, but not in a gleaming reflective black that advertised pride, instead it was painted in a flat tint that. .. wouldn’t my girth make it hurt more?” I asked them as I finished washing Mom and squeezing her pale, freckled buns.“Sure, but that’s what lube is for, along with preparation. Not to mention that some of us like it to hurt a little! Not too much! Don’t split us! Just a bit more pain in the ass, you know. Take that sweet booty and own it! I know that I want to be just ... taken by a man and fucked so hard back there that I know that I’m his butt-slut. Leroy’s great in the sack, but I bet that. I pulled off. I probably wouldn't have stopped at a place with a silo if I wasn't so desperate, but here I was, and I needed some rest and some food. Inside it was dark, but pleasant in a tourist kind of way. Seated at a small table near what I think was the front, I was alone except for the guy at the next table. We were facing each other, awkward, but I was too tired to care.The waitress brought me a ginger ale and I gulped it down. I noticed him grinning. I ordered a bowl of soup and another. His cock pressing against my young, virgin ass, he began to kiss my neck and softly whispered in my ear, "Ready for Daddy's big cock to pop your cherry, slut?". At this point, I was in his total control and answered in a girl's voice "yes".Brian lubed my virgin ass, sliding a finger inside me as i slightly moaned. I could tell he liked me moaning cause he pulled it out and immediately pressed his dick against my tight hole. I was screaming my lungs out. I never knew that there was this much.