He now looked her over more carefully. There was clotting blood on the left side of her head where she had banged it on the window. He also noted bloo... dripping from her left nostril and the left corner of her mouth. No other visible wounds though. She was a looker; what a shame that someone as beautiful as her had lost their life here. Such long shapely legs, he couldn't believe he was this attracted to a dead woman; but living out in the wilderness had taken its toll. He hadn't seen a woman. Listening to the truckers for a few weeks, he realized that they used a perfect stop area, about half an hour drive away from his location. They used the term ‘all-clear at the Nelson underpass’ to alert the participants. One day Gary traveled to the spot and found a large inlet and the wash up area set up for the trucks under the bridge by the river. The place was not visible from the road above. There was ample space for the certain number of divers to pull up and rest there. There was no. It was a 8″…she was caressing it as a kid would caress a new toy of his………very careful not to spoil it, she took it in her mouth and started stroking it back and forth… That was it I had enough of control………..i held her hair and pulled her to my face and took her lips between mine and started kissing her like hell she was moaning, caressing my back and evry possible ting to mybody…………., I got on top of her. I told her I would be a bit painful for her as it was her first time…………she said that. He came around the corner, looking a bit tired and dirty, but strong - I like workmen, they tend to have thick cocks and full foreskins.I smiled a "fuck me" smile at him and he grinned knowingly. He came around behind me and stuck his hand between my legs and groped my cock and balls. He stroked my ass a bit and I undid my belt and buttons.. what happened next took me completely by surprise!He dragged my jeans down at the back, knickers with them, just enough to bare my ass and balls hanging.