A huge thick load of cum sprang out of my dick.Elena: Wow, It’s a lot. And it’s everywhere.Me: Let’s get out of here before the usher finds out....Elena: Give me a few minutes. I need to use the washroom.Me: Okay, hurry up.Elena took around 15 minutes to come out. We headed to the cafe and ordered some coffee. We sat on a corner table.Elena: I must say, Aafi, I am really enjoying your company.Me: Same here, Elena. I love our time together. I know so little about you, it would be nice to know more. " Too bad, you could ride along and help me drive. Well, sit back and enjoy yourself if you can. If you want out, say so. If you want to go all the way west, you can do that too."We didn't stop for lunch. Polly shared her sandwich, ate an apple and handed me a banana. "I have to be off the road at six. We'll just make the truck stop in time. They have facilities and food there. We can clean up, eat and catch some shut eye for a few hours. I'll be back on the road at midnight. As far as. .not noticing (or at least pretending not to notice) the two attractive women sitting together intimately in the corner. "Now." Finally, the floodgates burst. Miranda stiffened in her chair and pulled her panties more urgently against her clit. She gasped, and managed not to cry out, chewing on her knuckle instead. Heather pulled her close in a friendly hug. "That's it, cum for me sweetie." Miranda buried her face in Heather's neck to stifle her quiet moans as wave after wave of orgasmic. Finally Mark stopped my slutty rambling, "Wendy, I want you to go the bathroom and take off your panties. You are to come back with them in your hand and give them to me. Is that clear?"Shyly I lowered my eyes and whispered, "I can't do that Mark." Wendy you are now my slut unless you want me to show your husband these pictures. Is that clear?" Yes, sir." Then go take your fucking panties off, slut!," Mark growled."I'm sorry sir but I can't do that." Why?" Because I didn't wear any today, sir".