" just as I was about to finish he told me to shut up and just touch it with my hand.As I touched it with my hand it felt all soft and warm and before... I knew I was rubbing all of his cock and his balls which was starting to grow and get harder. After a few rubs he was fully hard and I would say it was about 7" and thin, I thought that WOW he's bigger than me and couldn't believe how warm it still felt and how nice the hardness felt. As I was doing this I could see a little bit of pre-cum. Can I get you some wine? Chardonnay still your favorite? I have a Sonoma Coast 2012; it scored almost perfectly on the wine connoisseurs’ ratings." "That'll be great, thanks. You didn’t used to be much of a wine buff." "I’m still not. You know I’m a whiskey kind of gal. I just thought you’d appreciate a fine bottle and I used Google to narrow the selection. Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back in minute. Put some music on if you like. The CDs are there, next to the music center." * "Here you. In a few seconds, I heard " I am gonna cum". I pulled the cock out of my mouth and let him finish himself. As he cam, he stuck his cock back in the hole so I can watch the cum drip out of it and onto the floor of the empty truck stop bathroom. "Now its ur turn" the voice said. My cock was already hard and I had been playing with it for a while. I did not hesitate a second and I put it right through the hole and the very eager man on the other side of the wall knew what to do. Within seconds I. “Hotshot one-six-two, please come in, this is dispatch, over,” the dispatcher asked.“Dispatch this is Hotshot one-six-two, over,” came the reply.“How far out are you from Phoenix now, over?”“About 25 miles, dispatch, over,” the reply came.Hah, the Amtrak would be waiting a long time to go, the finger thought, The passengers were going to love being even later!“Amtrak 1, this is dispatch, do you copy, over?”“Roger dispatch, this is Amtrak 1, over.”The next words almost gave him a heart attack..