At the moment though, he felt totally helpless. Ben grabbed his shower duffle with a change of clothes climbed down and headed for the main building....fter paying for his meal, Ben went to the shower kiosk and swiped his rewards card for the free shower he received for purchasing fuel at another one of this truck stop’s locations. The machine spat out a ticket with his shower code and a proceeded to the monitor to find which room he was assigned. Getting the information from the monitor, Ben. As I sat there shaking, he sucked the cum he had sprayed in my belly button out, and kissed me again. This time I got to taste his cum and my own cum mixed together as he swirled his tongue around and around my mouth. Shit that tasted great."I can see why you make cocktails" I told him as we moved apart.Yes, I was back in the bar, and this time I made sure that the barman scored points. He wasn't complaining, it was the second day that he had fucked me in that bathroom, although now he had a. Turns out he was a retired lawyer and only worked to keep his brain from going soft. He showed me around the store and then gave me some lessons on how to run charge cards and operate the register.By six that evening when I headed home, I was doing well enough that Marvin, the old guy, didn't have to look over my shoulder for every transaction. We hadn't seen much of Aaron all day because he stayed back in his office doing whatever.Monday, I was scheduled to work from five in the afternoon. The first time that Sam fucked my arse, Ted was fucking my pussy at the same time. It was so exciting that I didn't feel any pain, just orgasm after orgasm. Since then, with Sam, I find that I really like it in my arse, at least as much as in my pussy.”In the car, on the way home from the beach, Alicia brought the subject up.“Ted?” “Yes, Alicia. What is it?”“Katrina wants to have you fuck her cunt while Sam fucks her arsehole. Is that OK?”“Shit, Katrina! Are you the same Katrina who seemed so.