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Subject: {ASSM} A Respite for Some, A Job for Others
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Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2015 13:10:01 -0500
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A Respite for Some, A Job for  Others(MF)
 
    The soft glow of the interior light,  just enough as I kneel on the 
front seat of my vehicle and leaning over to fill  my shoulder bag with all 
that I will need for this rest stop. Putting in a  couple of water bottles, one 
a squeeze top and a small package of wipes. Adding  my small flashlight, 
small but powerful. Counting the small packages and  stopping at ten. If I 
need more, then I probably need to come back to my vehicle  anyway. Not sure if 
to add my container of pepper spray. Hopefully this will be  an easy night 
with no hassles. Making sure the stick deodorant and small bottle  of 
perfume are in the sack, also some breath mints. Nodding as I look in the bag  and 
see the other items that I might need.
    Shutting off the interior light and  locking the door as I slide out. 
Straightening my mid thigh skirt and vee neck  loose top as I reach for my 
flashlight and feel the crunch of the stones under  my flats as I walk out of 
the car parking area and to the first of the long line  of trucks parked for 
the night. Not feeling too bad as this is only my second  pull off area of 
the night. The strong white beam of light illuminating my path.  The small 
flashing red ring light help to let the drivers know that the girl is  
walking.  
A light breeze blowing my loose shirt around my thighs  cooling the heat of 
the almost nighttime 80 degree temperature. Taking my time,  not wanting to 
work up a sweat, as I approach the first truck. The window  rolling down on 
the drivers side. "Hey Patti, warm night to be out and about."  Letting the 
driver see the soft smile on my lips as I step up on the running  board of 
his truck. His interior light flipping on and illuminating the inside  of 
the tractor and giving a little light on me.
    The driver leaning out of his  cab and I know that he is seeing the 
loose vee hanging open and his eyes seeing  the small mounds of my breasts and 
the hard tipped nipples. Not blushing, as I  feel his eyes looking taking in 
the bare breasts as the top blows gently with  the breeze. It is my 
intention to let him have a really good look, his fingers  gripping the open window 
frame of his truck and my chest brushing the thick  digits as I sway on the 
wide step up to the cab. His smile plus the movement of  his hand letting 
me know that he is well aware of my hard  nipples.
    "Sorry, Patti; but I don't have  any extra cash tonight. I sure would 
like to help you out." His fingers moving  again my chest attesting to his 
appreciation of my small  offering.
Passing small talk with him for a couple of minutes, as  I let him touch 
and fondle my breasts. "Sorry, Bert; but that is all that I can  let you have 
for free my friend. Have to move up the line." Moaning as I feel  his 
fingers rolling my left nipple. "Everything seem good here tonight?" He  knows 
what I am asking about. "No cops in this area that I know of, and all the  
drivers are mostly regulars.
    "Damn, you can make a girl  horny," gently removing his fingers from my 
breast as I step down to the stone  roadway. Waving and smiling as I move 
up to the next truck. The word is already  out as that driver waves me on 
with a laugh. "Not tonight Patti." The third  truck, no one visible and not 
familiar, so I pass it by. Looks like this truck  stop will be a bust.
    Stopping at the next one, trying  to decide whether to knock on the 
sleeping quarters door. Then rapping my  fingers and waiting. Hearing "Yeah, I 
could use you tonight. Come on in."  Stepping up carefully, watching my step 
as I slide into the gloom of the boxlike  mobile room. The bed area taking 
up most of the space. Looking at the gruff man,  well into his fifties. A 
big man in all senses of the word. Tall and wide, and a  big belly hanging 
over his boxer shorts. Already seeing the bulge in them as I  set my bag down 
and pull my top over my head. Exposing the pert small breasts  and the hard 
caps of my nipple tips. Then undoing my skirt and sliding it over  my hips, 
wiggling it down to surround my ankles. Stepping out of it and standing in 
the  harsh light of the interior.
    My body naked in the low glow of  the lighting, the air stale as I take 
a breath, letting him look at the goods he  is about to buy. My eyes 
holding his, the bushy eyebrows, graying. Looking down,  seeing the tenting in his 
shorts. The beat of his heart in each push of his  erect cock against the 
off white shorts.
    My hands reaching to my chest,  cupping the small breasts, thumbs 
grazing over the nipples, winching in pleasure  as I feel the arousal of my nerve 
endings.  A soft moan, as I watch the man  lick his lips in anticipation.  
His cock straining at the opening to   his shorts and then pushing out.  
Smiling as I see the thick mushroom head,  the veiny shaft protruding.  Looking 
so dark and angry in the subdued  lighting.
    "What might be your pleasure  tonight Earl?"  My legs shifting apart to 
let him see the pouty lips,  already engorged with blood.  The lips 
slightly pulled back.  The well  defined slit and the gleam of the juices hidden 
inside.
    My hand moving forward, lowering  as I step closer, smelling the sour 
breath as he reaches and kisses my  lips.  His tongue probing my mouth, my 
hand feeling the warmth of his cock  head, as the fingers brush against the 
swollen member.  Feeling the rush of  breath from his mouth to mind, washing 
against my face as he gasps as the nail  of my thumb rubs just under the cock 
head.  Pressing on the sensiitve  spot.  His knees almost buckling as I 
trace the thumb down the exposed  shaft.
    The thick hams of his hands,  grasping my shoulder and turning me 
around and pushing me down and  forward.  Already anticipating the position he 
wants, as I slide down on  all fours, my elbows and head on the floor.  My 
wide ass raised, legs  spread wide.  Hearing him shuffling behind me and then 
hearing the wet  splat of his spit on my ass crack.  His thick fingers 
working the moisture  over my rose and then the blunt fingers pushing the moisture 
into my already wet  cunt.  My hips twitching as I feel the long thick 
fingers enter and press  against the walls.  My eyes closed, anticipating the 
fingers pulling out.  and then feeling the press of his stomach against my ass 
cheeks.  His rough  pubic hair tickling and scratching the soft flesh.  His 
thick cock head,  pressing and popping into my warm wet tunnel. 
    Moaning loudly as I feel him  lean his heavy belly on my body, his cock 
sinking further, pushing my walls  apart.  Kegeling on the thick pepperoni 
stick. Hhearing him groan and  grunt as he shoves his cock all the way into 
my pussy.  Feeling it pulsing  as the head swells more and expands my walls. 
 Then feeling him pull  back.  The pressure on my back easing as his belly 
also oves away.   The head just barely in my entrance and then him again 
leaning forward.   Long slow strokes of his thick cock.  My muscles squeezing 
his shaft in a  steady rhythm.  Working it around to massage his cock.  
Moaning loudly  as I feel his cock head working my cunt.
    The wheezing of his breathing  above me, not really conducive to erotic 
stimulation; but his cock a thick and  long affair.  Not fancy frills to 
Earl, just long hard fucking.   Taking his time, long deep thrusts. 
    Using one hand to rub against my  swollen pearl as I feel my insides 
roiling with sensation.  My knees  protesting the heavy weight of his body; 
but my mind loving this position.   His strokes speeding up and working to the 
hard climax.  Then feeling his  big hands grabbing my hips, pulling my body 
against his as he spews his thick  white cum deep into my cunt.  Feeling 
the gouts of sperm coating my  insides, as he shoots load after load of jism 
against the opening to my  womb.  Hissing as I feel I was so close to a cum, 
but just laying under  Earl, my muscles milking his cock as it fills me with 
sweet seed.  Finally  feeling his grip ease, and him leaning back, his cock 
sliding easily from my  well used pussy.  My hand reaching between my legs 
and catching the stream  of seed.  Thighs tightening on my hand, stopping 
the flow.
    Then with a palm full of  white creme in my hand, turning to him and 
looking at  his face as I lick  his thick garlicky tasting cum from my 
fingers.  No showing my  distaste for the taste of his seed.  Smiling as I lick my 
hand clean.  Then leaning over to take his semi-hard cock in my mouth and 
clean it of my  juices and his cum.  Fingers milking the last drops from his 
cock and  swallowing. 
    Taking a wipe from my bag and  pressing my walls to force out some more 
cum and cleaning myself.  Then  putting on my skirt and top.  "Thank you Ms 
Patrice."  Taking the  money from Earl, knowing that he is good for another 
couple of weeks.  My  labia swollen and red from his hard use.  Earl 
holding my hand as I step  down from his tractor.   
    Adjusting my skirt and reaching  under to clean my pussy lips again.  
My tongue licking my upper lips,  tasting still the garlic taste of his cum.  
Walking a little gingerly to  the next tractor.  Climbing up and tapping on 
the  window.,,,,,,,,,,,,
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