“I need to get on the next bus,” Roxie explained. “When is the next one? Does it stop here?”“Bus?” Rolande asked as he squinted at her. �...�Why would a bus stop here? This is a truck stop. No one here needs a bus.”Roxie had to admit to herself that in all the confusion of Bubba dumping her she’d never thought of that. She thought that she was wise in the world’s ways, but Bubba had sandbagged her, she realized.The short man leaned forward just a bit and squinted at her, as though he’d forgotten. His hand on my belly held me still while he used the neck of the bottle to part my labia. Slowly he inserted the bottle into me, it hurt to be stretched so, but at the same time I was incredibly turned on. Apart from cocks, this was the first object that had ever entered my pussy. The bottle was exchanged for another of a different shape. Again he penetrated me with it as if I was merely an object for his amusement, seeing what he could fit inside me. After trying a few different bottles, he. I had Swamp Things payment for the Miami affair. I kept it in a different place, away from the liquor money. I did not know whether they intended to report it or not. I wasn't sure that they wanted records of any part of that operation. In any event I had plenty of money from my moonshine business to worry about first. After I had all that taken care of I might worry about the Swamp Thing money.It was hard but I managed to not do anything for the week after Christmas. Then of course it was the. She flapped her arms in the air and said it’s great to be so free and she loved being naked outdoors. Her new found freedom was okay by me and I found myself wanting her right here and right now. I led her back to the truck, opened her door, faced her into the cab and bent her over. I dropped my jeans and approached her gorgeous little butt. First I rubbed my cock over one cheek and then the other and finally up and down the crack of her butt. She moved her butt up and down, back and forth.