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It was a hot afternoon, I mean really hot. The sun was blazing down from the sky like the proverbial motherfucker. Emma my sissyslut sidekick was behind the wheel fumbling through the radio stations looking for some road trip tunage. “Ooh,” she said stopping on the opening strains of “It’s Raining Men” by The Weather Girls. “I just love this one. Don’t you Rhi?”

I was like “nah,” and switched the radio off. “I’d rather listen to cum dry,” I said out of the corner of my mouth. “Oh such a spoiled sport,” Emma said before continuing to blather on. “Did you know that song was co-written by Paul Shaffer of SNL and David Letterman fame?” I didn’t know nor did I care, but rather then tell Emma that, I pointed out that we were running low on fuel and should look to stop for a fill-up. After a few more miles and more inane trivia…

 we spotted a small gas-station that looked like something out of 1970’s slasher film. 

She pulled in and quickly noticed she had an audience of a few male customers doing various things to their vehicles.

All eyes were on Emma, of course, with her pert ass and long, tanned legs  in her sexy pair of Daisy Dukes..none of the guys realizing that inside them she was tucking a cock of epic proportions.

For my part, I decided to walk in to their sorry excuse for a convenience store praying that they had some cold seltzer on hand.

“Do you have any seltzer,” I asked the old man clerk behind the counter. He just looked at me with a blank expression on his face. I needed to get back to the city and pronto, I thought when I heard a man’s voice say …

“I think you’re in the wrong part of town honey.”

I know some girls hate being called “honey” but when you have been called “cunt” as often as I have, it’s a welcomed change. Anyway …

I turned and saw a handsome, almost cowboy looking dude. He was big, about six foot two with a slightly weather beaten rugged face and a bit of beard stubble. “Aren’t you Mr. Obvious,” I said coyishly.

We introduced ourselves, both of us no doubt giving an alias, and then I asked what do the locals do for fun. “Oh, we get things goin’, ya know,” he replied.

At that moment I suddenly realized that I was getting horny.

“There a ladies room around here,” I asked.

“In the back.”

“Care to show me?”

His eyes began to devour every inch of my perfect body as he replied with a resounding “Yes ma’am.”

When we entered the ladies room, I wasted no time and immediately grabbed his belt buckle. “Let’s see what you’re packing in those boxers cowboy.” His pants hit the floor and his already stiff cock greeted me with a smile. I spit on my hand and began stroking him. “You like that huh,” I said in a whisper.

Taking some initiative he lifted me onto the sink and pulled off my blouse exposing my perfect tits. He paused for a second and looked at them in amazement.

“Don’t just stare at them … suck them,” I ordered and then he took my nipples into his mouth. “That’s it,” I said. “Harder … harder still!”

With my body quivering in arousal I guided his cock into my wet pussy and he started to hump away. With my tits in his mouth and lots of dirty talk, it didn’t take long for both of us to cum. 

Moments later, I emerged to find Emma waiting for me outside. “Whatever took you so long? The tank is filled up and ready to go.”

“Oh,” I replied. “I just getting a fill up of my own.” 

 

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