My fears of not being able to handle 2 cocks at once were gone. As I knelt there licking cumm of my fingers, rubbing my clit, I felt a great sense of ...accomplishment (as well as feeling like a total slut). They called me little slut, gave me $200, and threw me out of the truck naked with cumm all over me. My clothes followed a few minutes later. There were a couple other truckers out in the lot and they came over to see if I was OK. I told them not only was I OK, I was great, I just got fucked!. At 10 30 like that I got a call from her then I was happy seeing it I just attended , she asked me y u dint attend cal I said I was in theatre ,which movie ,who all etc I was confused that did she’s gone mad ,then she said it’s ok I apologize to scold u that day but don’t do it like that its bad , then I was explaining what happened then she interrupted and said its ok whatever leave it can u come tomorrow like that she asked ,I said yaa ok . Then she said ok then tc bye .The next day was as. You have bedeviled me, and I cannot stand to be away from you.”Marguerite tried to pull herself free. “Please, let me go. I need to go back to my husband.”“Look in my eyes and tell me you do not feel it,” Jacques demanded.“I do not feel it!” Marguerite declared.“Look in my eyes and say that!” Jacques insisted, lifting her chin and meeting her gaze.She stared at him for several long seconds, then whispered, “I cannot.”“I was lost the moment your lips met mine. Why do you think your husband. We didn’t shower together, we took turns. But we were in the bathroom together. Seeing Nana in the shower meant I got to see her scars from her double mastectomy. Nana’s as tough as nails. She survived breast cancer and so much else. I don’t know how she does it. I would have probably fallen to pieces if I had to go through a fraction of what she’s been through.And she’s tough on other people too. She doesn’t take nonsense from anybody. But she’s been amazing with me this week. It’s like she.