Although he passed this stop twice a week he had never stayed over before. As I sat in my vehicle observing the activity, I saw him make his way to th...e ablution area.If I could have handpicked the kind of man I was hopeful to encounter, he surpassed my dreams. He was large and bulky, dripping masculinity. As I quickly made my way to the toilet, I hoped like hell that I would be in luck that evening. Sadly, not all truckers are looking to hook-up and often, the best looking ones are not. In the centre of the room stood Madam Lash.Cathy gasped and my cock sprung to attention. She was perhaps mid-30s. Clad head to foot in latex. Her outfit clung to each inch of her. Tall, dark hair pulled back, big boobs (I loved her already) and her face half covered. “You” she said pointing at me “sit over there. Now you” she continued, pointing at Cathy “this grub husband of yours wants to watch me discipline you. How do you feel about that?” “I am fine with it” Cathy said. The Madam had a. And so it was done, on the quiet in the family church, and May became Lady Acheron of Grimsdyke, but not before Lady Marjorie Acherons gun coaxed her over the "Forsaking all others," bit.May, now Lady Acheron of Grimsdyke, lay in her bed, looking bored, she realised she was getting fat and not just because she felt she was pregnant, but she was not getting any exercise."I'm getting fat," May moaned to the Marjorie the Dowager, "What can I do." Well you can hardly go back down the mine, how. (lightly)I turned up at his flat and we drank brandy sours and talked for a while, then just snuggled into eachother on the sofa. We began to touch eachother lightly, cautiously and slow. We began kissing and declothed eachother and I saw this flicker of excitement in his eyes as he stared at my breasts. He began to suck then nibble lightly on my nipple as I stroked his hard cock. Then he did something quite strange, he pushed me away forcefully, kneeled over me then forced apart my thighs. By.