I’m sure Mr Trucker got to see her perfect asshole pucker as she did. She was still playing with her dripping cunt as she sucked my cock. It was the... then the big rigs tires started to screech as he almost missed his exit. The tires stopped their song only to be replaced by the happy toots of the air horn saying thanks for the show. I gave a wave in the air and felt the pressure building in my balls. I unleashed a torrent of cum into her mouth, she swallowed every drop of my cum. She didn’t. Chee kept glancing down which didn't help and I felt it getting bigger and bigger chee was now blushing and made her excuses and went back to her room, I wondered what she was doing behind her door. I peered through the keyhole I could see she was in bed and the sheets were being ruffled around but I couldn't really see much I had to know if she had seen my masterbating . I stood by the door to the sitting room and looked in I could see the couch where I had been but not the TV , I had an idea. But as often happens, my mind wanders and settles back to the time I learned to write in block letters in early grades. Often during writing practice erudite teachers, had us hone our writing craft well prior to the current white boards commonly in use today and assign stints with chalk and huge slate blackboards. For me that was the highlight of the day. I became an expert drawing chalk, done at the correct angle, slowly across the slate so I could produce the most gratifying chalk squeal. “So if I were to tell you that I was seeing this woman again, along with a friend of hers as well, you wouldn’t be hurt by it?”“Not at all,” Debbie says. “I hope the further we get into this relationship of ours, you’ll consider me doing some wild things like that.”They finish their meals. Alan knows that he has someone special, maybe even better than Judy. He admonishes himself for ever wanting to give up his lifestyle, though having someone to spend the rest of his life with is appealing. Who.