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Even More Trucker SexThe sun was just going down as I pulled into the rest area. There were a few trucks and a pickup in the parking lot, but nothing seemed to be happening. I got out of my pickup and walked around to the passenger side, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the bed. I finished the smoke, and, still, nothing was going on. Then, I heard the jake brake of a truck on the highway, and I knew it was coming into the rest area. I lit another cigarette.The truck quickly rounded the bend and topped the hill coming into the parking area. Slowly, the truck came into the parking area, swung to the right, and crept past me, finally parking several yards in front of me.I watched as the driver climbed down and walked to the passenger side. He stopped, pulled out his dick and started pissing. As he pissed, he lit a cigar, puffing on it and making the flame flare.He finished his piss, but made no move to put his cock back in his jeans. I followed the cherry of his cigar as his hand moved to his cock and stroked it a couple of times. I took a deep a breath and started walking towards him.As I approached, I could see his teeth gleaming through the grin on his face. “What ya lookin’ for, hand?” asked the driver.“I lookin’ for cock, preferably one to go in my ass,” I answered.“I think that can be arranged,” he replied with another grin.I stepped closer and took his cock in my hands. It was semi-hard, but still weighty. I stroked his thick, uncut cock as he continued to smoke his stogie.“Wrap those lips around it for a while. bahis siteleri Get me slicked up for your ass.”Instantly, I bent at the waist and sucked his cock into my mouth.“Mmmmmm, yeah. That feels good,” he moaned as I forced his cock into my throat.He fucked my face slowly as he began to rub my ass cheeks, the cigar still in his hand. I could feel the heat of the cherry as his hand traveled over my ass and up and down my crack. He spit into his hand, placed the cigar in his mouth, and then rubbed his spit into my crack, paying special attention to the hole.As I continued to suck his cock, his fingers played with my hole. He pushed a finger into my hole, then immediately withdrew it. Instantly, he pushed it back into my ass, then, again, instantly withdrew it. He did this several times in rapid succession, causing me to moan and push my ass back to his finger. Now, another finger– two fingers invading my ass then retreating, then invading again.My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled his cock into my throat, again. I moaned and arched my back to his fingers. I spit his cock out of my mouth.“Fuck me,” I begged. “I want you to fuck me.”“Turn around then. Brace up on that tire,” he said, still holding the cigar in his clenched teeth.I quickly turned around, placed both hands on the front, outside dual, drive tire, and spread my legs. I kicked off a boot and pulled my leg out of my jeans so I could spread my legs further. He applied more spit to my ass, placed his cock at my hole, and stepped forward. His cock, canlı bahis siteleri like his finger, fully invaded my ass; then retreated. Again, several times in rapid succession he filled me and emptied me. At last, he pushed fully into me and held his cock, balls deep, in my ass. He pushed his groin against my ass, settling his cock deep in my hole.He leaned over my back and spoke into my ear. “You like that?” The cigar smoke puffed out with each word.“Yeah, man,” I replied. “That feels incredible.”“Glad you like it,” he said as he straightened up. He placed a hand on my hip and a hand on my shoulder, and pushed even further into my stretched hole. “Ungh,” I groaned. “Mmmmm,” he grinned.His grip on my hip and shoulder tightened as he withdrew his cock. When only the head remained, he stopped and held it there. A few quick short strokes, and he pile drove his cock back into my ass, his hand momentarily leaving my waist to slap my ass cheek. The crack of his hand on my ass my ass startled me more than the spank; it sounded like a rifle report. I flinched at the loud crack.He chuckled as he adjusted his stance, moving his feet further apart, and slightly bending his knees. Both hands now came to my waist. His fingers tightened as he began a long, slow stroke.As his cock slid in and out of my ass, I moaned. I began pushing my ass back to meet his strokes. His strokes increased in velocity. He was now fucking my ass furiously, pounding his cock deep with each thrust. I felt the ash of his cigar fall onto my canlı bahis back; it was warm, but did not burn. “Errgh! Fuck!” he grunted, cigar still clenched in his teeth. “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum.”“Oh, yeah,” I panted, “Give it to me. Breed my ass.”“Fuck-ing A,” he growled, slamming his cock into my ass with each syllable. “Gonn-a breed your ass.” His fingers gripped tighter at my waist, his cock pushed deep into my ass. I pushed my ass back to his cock. I could feel his balls against my own, his hairy stomach on my ass cheeks. “Take it! Take it!” he commanded as his cock continued to fuck my ass. “Unh,” he grunted, and I felt his nuts tighten and his cock expand as he bred my ass. “Unh. Unh. Unh. Oh fuck. Unh. Unh. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.” He croaked with each squirt. “Unnnhhhhhh,” he moaned as he pulled my ass to his cock and pushed his cock to my ass. He leaned over me, again, wrapping his arms around my chest. I could smell the cigar and feel its heat. His fingers found my nipples, and tweaked them. I moaned. He continued to tease my nipples, his cock still buried in my ass, as I furiously jacked my dick. It didn’t take long and I was shooting my load all over his tire. I could feel the girth of his cock as my ass tightened with each volley.“Mmmmm,” he groaned as I finished shooting. “The way your ass squeezed up on my cock makes me want to do it all again.”I moved my hand from my cock and placed it squarely back onto the tire. I straightened and spread my legs back out and I pushed my ass to him.He continued to lean over my back, his furry stomach and chest rubbing against me; his fingers squeezing and pinching my nipples. He started a slow hump, moving only his hips. “Second time takes a lot longer,” he grinned, as he spit the cigar to the ground.

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