His hands were reaching around me grabbing my breasts, massaging them and paying attention to my nipples. I could feel his breath at my neck, kissing ...y shoulder. Craig’s other hand left my tit to found its way down to my pussy. His fingers felt my clit and then went deeper. He could feel my wetness. As soon as he did, I felt him push on my back. I went down on all fours, spreading my knees far apart. I exhaled waiting for his cock to enter me. I felt the head of his cock swab my wetness and. I had a new job and saw a lot of the country. After that it was the way my dad had mentioned. I was lonely being by myself for such long periods of time. I began making friends with some of the other truckers. Every waitress looked good to me, and some I became good friends with.The highlight of my month was the few days I spent at home. Marci always made sure the boys were at mom's to see me even if it was a weekend. I loved spending time with the little guys.I was able to quickly catch up on. Hmm.John was massaging my legs nearing my pussy and his thumbs went up the crease of my legs. I have to admit it was turning me on. I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples becoming erect.I turned my head and I could see through his scrubs John had a hardon. In a way I was flattered but reminded myself “I'm married.”John asked again, does your husband make a meal out of eating your pussy out?I umm well not really.Why shave?I like the clean feeling of my bald pussy.Good, I think most. ..a 13 year old boy playing on the swings and things with little kids. Mary walked up to him and said "We're sorry we were mean to you a while ago...if you still want to be a girl scout be at my house tomorrow afternoon at 2pm." He said OK and felt real proud of himself that he had bullied his way into a girls organization. Of course he had no idea of what really lay in store for him.Mary's mom was gone so she and her friends had her house all to themselves for the afternoon. When Billy.