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I know you're sore but your body is still responding. Feel the cock stroking in and out of you deep. You're swollen tits and raw but you're still responding even with the pain because you're a dirty, filthy, pain slut Holly and your body wants, no needs more. Just accept it Holly, accept what you feel and who you are." Thinking about his words left tears streaming from her Fingering eyes. She realized she was rubbing the tattoo on her calf. Her biggest fear was what if any part of what Roger masturbation said was the truth? To take her mind off of Roger's words she took a few minutes to watch the older trucker, on who's chest she was lying, watching, hearing and feeling the rise and fall of his chest with each breath. After everything Roger had put her through she was amazed to have found a man whom so far she felt she could trust. He could easily have overpowered her in the motel room when she walked out of the bathroom with only a motel towel wrapped around her body. But even though he had been forward enough to kiss her, when her body trembled, he did not push further and try to take more, instead he walked out of the room. It was only after that action she realized his kiss was soft and tender like she once had believed a kiss was supposed to be. But orgasm before his kiss, every other kiss she had was from Roger or one of his friends or maybe she should call them associates. Those kisses were not kind or gentle and definitely not loving. She looked at the trucker and wondered what it felt like to be his wife. She couldn't help wonder how lonely his wife must have felt when he was gone on the road. She couldn't help but be curious how often they had sex when he was home. She blushed and felt some shame when she felt curious what it might feel like to have sex with him. Only a few months ago she would have thought the idea of flirting let alone sex with a male much older then eighteen gross, that was before Roger arranged for multiple adult men of varying ages to have sex with her. Now here she lay with a man over fifty curious what it felt like for his wife big to be married to him. She thought about their three kisses, the one in the hotel room when she froze and trebled with nerves. The one in the cab of the truck with him sitting in his seat where she felt like a school girl terrified he'd reject her. And finally the kiss before getting into the truck just a few hours earlier, a kiss that for the first time in her life, felt both loving and romantic. A kiss she wished didn't have to end. She stared at his face, looking at every detail the limited light would show. The one thing she had no choice but to accept was that the moment Roger came into her life he forever changed who she was. Had he never done so she most likely would not be in this truck now. She finally laid her head back down trying once again to fall back asleep. Eventually she did. Only a few short hours later Joseph woke as the sun just started to ascend in the Eastern sky. When he opened his eyes the first thing he saw was the lovely young woman who was now lying on her side facing away from him. He woke also lying on his side facing her and her body was ever so slightly leaning back against him. He realized that for the first time in a long time he had a raging hard erection. He couldn't help himself from looking her up and down. He loved the light blue shirt she had on as it showed most of her bare shoulders and arms. His eyes were reminded that she had removed her bra before she had gotten under the covers of the sleeper as he could easily make out the natural shape of one of her breasts including the nipple. He loved the natural curves and the feminine shape of her body as he could distinguish her tiny waist and then the rise to her hips. With her body lightly pressed back against his, he couldn't resist ever so slightly letting his weight shift towards her. He had not cuddled or spooned with a woman in so many years. She gave a loud moan and took a deep breath as he pumped her. “We are not taking revenge on a teacher, we are teaching a racist pig a lesson. We entered the living masturbation room to sit Fingering and chat with more drinks each. Those big hips and plump perfect ass. He orgasm punched the passenger seat, grimaced, and accepted that he was just too late. The eerie person-shaped assemblage was sitting on its knees in proper Japanese seiza in big the corner of her room like a macabre mannequin. Only when it came down to the moment, Stephen’s nerves wavered and he chickened out. The bottle flailing in her hand as she came towards me. He looks like he’s having so much fun… That was sarcasm. “I see that your butts are red so this has to be something to do with you getting spanked right? He stopped and prepared himself to fuck her and didn’t notice as his eldest came down the stairs to tits find out what all the noise about. "Sastranger's ears, huh? Her pink hair framed her hungry face, her body willowy and bountiful. Sandwiches at the counter, a shared bag of chips, a Stella for Ryan and a Coke for Ursula, that constituted dinner, they both thought it was delicious. “It’s ok. Tell me when.” Jessica laughed from an anal virgin to a cock whore so fast Ryan suck that dick good. “Flynn, huh?” The bowman muttered, his voice smooth.