‘It’s hungry for me’ I laughed at this ‘Is it?’ ‘Yeah it wants me and my thundercock’ ‘Your thundercock?’ I enquired with amusement ...‘This thundercock?’ and with that I placed a hand on his crotch. Two things surprised me. One was how hard his cock already was and two was its size. I couldn’t really tell exactly through the stiff denim of his jeans but I had a feeling that it was going to be one of the biggest ones I had ever taken on. ‘So what do you say, do you want to come back to mine, or we. ‘Was that a sign of affection or is she just touchy-feely with everyone?’ Pulling out a pitcher of lemonade, she asked, ‘Would you grab the tray and carry it out for me, please?’ He gladly followed her, enjoying the view as she walked. The jeans weren’t tight, just snug in the right places. And her smell… He asked, ‘What shampoo is that? I think Jan used it.’ ‘I wouldn’t be surprised. We were at a retreat and she forgot to bring hers, so she used mine and liked it. Yes, I remember. She liked. .....I made all of this food for you. It'll go to waste."With his free hand, John reached past Steve, and turned off the stove. "Screw the food. I'll eat YOU for lunch," he said as seductively as possible. At the same time that he reached, he stooped down just enough that his erection made contact with the woman's pubic area. He started to thrust gently against that area.John's action was causing a reaction in the body Steve wore, which he had experienced twice before. He knew that his body was. Clipping the chain leash to my collar, and placing the rope into his pack, he shut the van and started to lead me away from it, out into the parking lot. 'Ready, Slut?''Yes Daddy' I meekly said, my cheeks burning. There were more than a half dozen trucks in the parking lot, and Daddy slowly led me around near most of them. I could see some of the truckers looking at us, and I felt so exposed in his hands like that, under strangers' eyes. We had talked about my fantasies, and what he liked.