I usually try to find a motel where I can take a room on the ground floor so I can roll my motor into the room for the night. It's an old habit from y...ears ago. After hitting the free breakfast at the motel I was back on the road. I'd already passed through the mountains of North Carolina and into Tennessee, and wanted to cross the Mississippi before stopping again. As I rode I began to notice, as I often do, the cars travelling in the grouping around me. Some fall out while others are added and. " He hadn't really meant to say it out loud, but he had. The realization embarrassed him almost as much as shooting his load in his pants."Andy, Andy, Andy," Cheryl Sue's feathery voice was soft and her breath tickled his ear. "Don't be embarrassed, please. I think it's a compliment, really. Do you really think I'm beautiful and sexy?" Cheryl Sue's heart hadn't been prepared for the feelings growing there. This was supposed to be an experiment. She wanted to see if she could get Andrew to let. Now let me repay the favor.”She then pulled my pants down and looked at my erection through my underwear. She looked at it for a moment and then looked at me with a smile, “Damn, Jimmy how have you been able to hide this thing from me for so long.” She rubbed my cock through my underwear and started to lick it. Even through the fabric it felt amazing.She then pulled my underwear completely off. She just looked at it, not knowing what to do with it. I couldn’t take it any longer, so I decided to. Fucking bitch didn’t even have a passport. And didn’t want one.But the bitch couldn’t tell him anything now. He was free. He’d gotten his check. He’d been listening to Bill Burr’s podcast rant about gold-digging whores and felt as if snagging that bag of cash off his ex was a nice little fuck you to all the gold-digging whores that’d extorted cash off dudes. All the lazy bitches who’d gotten crazy alimony payments and robbed men of countless fortunes.“Mike Tyson, this is FOR YOU!” he thought,.