I had been talking to this one driver that was a few miles behind me. His name was John. The snow was coming down harder and visibility was getting ba...d. John told me there was a truck stop coming up and asked if I would join him for coffee there and wait to see if the storm let up. I pulled into the truck stop and got a booth. A few minutes later this gorgeous looking, tall muscular black man walked in and was looking around. I thought to my self, could this be John, the man I had been talking. I grabbed mine. In near synchronicity our zippers fell. She pulled out his engorged manhood as I struggled briefly with mine releasing my own swelling. Pulling the smooth skin over the spongy head of my own manhood, feeling the precum coat the head as I slide my fingers back, she slowly glided soft lips over his head and down his shaft. Pulling back she makes a soft slurping sound as she sucks his sweet glaze. He closes his eyes he tilts his head back as he gently runs his fingers through her. Don't say why."Bonnie went to the phone and began dialing."Susie? Hi. Can you come over? Oh, nothing much...but I've got something you've got to see! OK, I'll be here...bye." "Brenda? It's Bonnie. Can you drop by? It's not important, but I want to share something with you. OK. Bye."She turned to Jerry. "Brenda is coming right over. Susie has some things to do; she said she'll be over later."Jerry smiled, "Excellent, slave. Go and unlock the front door. Then you may pass the time while we wait. Let’s be honest here. Pretty much any crime or sin of a sexual nature is excusable with this condition, honey. As long as it’s with adults, anyway. Or teens of at least what, fourteen, I think?“This is that powerful of a drive, and don’t tell me that you don’t already know that, given how much you’ve had to try to repress it, to live in denial, to lie me to my face about it, to make fake complaints when you know that you enjoy my new libido, etc. You’re a pious Jew, so you’re embarrassed by.