Keep your fears to yourself. Look out for the others. Be positive. Jeremy and Sharon were taking Nicole and Sally in the first lorry, with Al as the d...river. Sing and Anne were with me and Helen in the second lorry, with Ben driving. We had a short brief on the dark curb, rehearsing communications protocol and emergency actions. Stiff, formal and almost military. No smiles and no fashion. For all of our collective tension, the run down to Folkestone on M20 was routine, as was loading for the. I was so fucking turned-on by this classy lady that I'd have made love to her on the spot had she made the offer! As it turned out, she was parked only 2 cars away from me, so I was able to steal glances at her as we both loaded our purchases into our back seats. She was driving a newer-looking, white Suburban, and I had to wonder if she was Mormon (Suburbans are jokingly referred to as BMWs here, as in "Big Mormon Wagon", so named because of Mormons' propensity to crank out 5-7 c***dren). I. "No, no, if you want more of me, yes of course, you can have anything you want! As much as you want! I just want to go to the bathroom and clean myself a little." She squeezed her legs against mine. "That was a lot of cum you put inside me, and it all wants to run out now! I don't want to have a mess if we're going to play more!"I lay back and relaxed against the pillow, admiring her full naked body as she quickly walked across the hall to the bathroom where the light went on. A short. After the sounds of the crash, the crunching of glass and metal, the screeching of the tires, all that could be heard was the constant sound of the trucks’ horn as the driver lay face first against the steering wheel. The trucker who had been waiting to make his turn jumped down from his truck and ran to the pickup, trying to force the drivers’ door open. After a few minutes, several other drivers stopped and cautiously approach the vehicles. They looked into what was left of the Mustang,.