Honey was in a white button down shirt and black skirt. She is lovely, half black, half white with short raven hair and flashing, electric black eyes, a beautiful smile and adventurous spirit. We have flashed truckers many times on the highway and toured a cpl sleepers at rest stops.
On the way back from the store, the driver was still at the wheel doing paperwork. We walked over to his door and complimented his tractor. After a cpl minutes chat, he asked whether we would like a tour. YES! we both said.
Once in the cab and sleeper, the tour went well. The sleeper part was oversized and very comfy. I said, as though about to leave, "We would like to show our appreciation for the tour." I was behind Dee, reached around and opened her shirt revealing pretty, mid-sized breasts.
Ken, the driver (our name for him), looked and smiled. I told him it was ok to touch. He said, "Well, how does the lady feel about that?" She answered by taking his hands and placing them on her tits.
As he was looking and touching and admiring, I reached down and pulled her skirt up to her waist (no panties). I then asked him to cut the light. He did better, reaching over and drawing the drape to close off the sleeper from the outside world, turned on the little reading lamp over the bed and off went the big overhead light.
He then turned his attention to Dee's lovely bush and pussy. He kneeled down and was smelling, licking, and fingering her squishy cunt going like a starving man. We learned he was divorced and had not enjoyed a woman in months.
I told him to sit in the middle of the bed, on the edge. He did so and pulled Dee to him (still standing). He cupped her breasts and went right back to ... Läs hela novellen
