Sara was hot and she’d not taken time to dry her cum-filled crotch once she noticed the trucker filming her. She grabbed the towel as the light turned and wiped at her crotch. The light was turning green as Cliff eased up the exit. Wait, is that sexy the little red Toyota with the gorgeous blonde turning there at the light and heading to the truck stop? By golly, it sure looks like her car! Cliff turned into the truck girl stop as quickly as he could and parked his black Kenworth in the back lot. From his parking spot, he could see the young station attendant walk up and talk to her as she sat at the pump, and he turned, grabbed the nozzle and opened her tank door. Cliff snickered at the shocked expression on the young man’s face when she swung the door open to exit her car. Certainly the kid had gotten a peek at the same delicious bush that he’d filmed a while back. Something in Cliff’s mind clicked. It was still fairly early and the truck stop wasn’t crowded when Sara went in and asked for the ladies room. Once inside, she realized real she was alone, so she took a paper towel from the counter, wet it, and took it into the stall with her. She jumped slightly as the cold wet towel touched her tender pussy lips. She wiped away all of the dried cum from her highway orgasm, went to the mirror, splashed water on her face, and brushed her hair. The A/C in the restaurant was cold amateur and she could feel her bare nipples stiffen against her thin lavender tank-top as she headed out. The trucker sitting alone at the last booth noticed too, teen and his eyes followed her to her car. “Red”, her old ’99 Toyota Corolla was gassed up and ready to roll. The young attendant with the obvious bulge in his work khakis said “You’re all ready to college go miss, have a fun trip”. She swung open the driver’s door and squeezed all 5’10” of her long-legged gorgeous body behind the wheel. The attendant stood on the raised concrete between the pumps to improve his view. He was not disappointed. Another car pulled up so he returned to his job. She was putting her purse in the floor of the passenger seat when she saw someone approaching the door. The streets were quiet when they finally left, the rain had stopped, and a full moon shone down on the wet cobbles. As we past Cathy's house her father was amateur out doing yard work and her mother's car was not there. "You've got teen college to be kidding me!" Jan blurted out, not really meaning to. “Wow!” I said. Her mouth parted, letting his thick head press through her lips into her mouth. OK, bye.” I used to hate her for real stopping me from what I wanted. The voice came from girl my wife Gwen standing at the door. I guess the best way to begin this story is to start at the very beginning. SHHHITTTTTTT. “Hey Ron, you busted my hymen, I’m not mortally wounded, although it feels like sexy you just tore me in two. The girth was just as impressive. I grinned at him and buried to the hilt in my girl.