So not to get hit by a car coming in I went around to the back of my car in front of the truck. The driver waved at me so I waved back when I noticed ...he did not have a shirt on. I have always heard stories about guys that blow truck drivers in their trucks at rest stops but thought those kind of things don’t happen that often. I walked closer to the truck to see what the driver was doing without his shirt on thinking could this be one those times that I might to do what I have seen in stories. .I think 15 minutes of exposure on facebookwill improve your attitude no end''NO' I sobbed 'no, please Master, no....anything, anything but that,please...please, I promise, I promise I'll never question you again''well' he said 'I suppose that can be reserved as the ultimate deterent....but punished you must be. You have to learn Rebeka...you have to learnto obey. You do realise that, dont you?'yes Master' I whispered, feeling a wave of relief sweeping over me atthe removal of the dreadful. The road seemed to stretch on forever and as she reached the alley where the shadows had disappeared, she heard a familiar voice. “Emily, what are you doing?” Michaela asked as she emerged from one of the buildings. “Rescuing you,” Emily responded sharply. “You didn’t have to; this place isn’t as bad as you think.” Michaela said in a comforting manner, “Follow me.” Emily reluctantly acknowledged Michaela’s command and started to follow her. Emily was amazed at how much lighter Michaela’s blonde. Rachel's scream around my dick was instantly cut off, as I shot torrents of cum into her stomach. For the next few minutes, we moaned and groaned together, thrusting into each other's mouths, my fingers never letting go of her clit. She had only managed to swallow half my cum; the rest of it was dripping out of her mouth and into my pubes. The cum she had made for me was delicious. I loved the taste and smell of her pussy and although my fingers fell away from her clit, I continued eating her.