Cum drenched teenager

Q: What are people going to think? A: We don’t care. If people care about us they will support us. If they don’t, they won’t. We want your blessings but we don’t have control over that. It went on like that for a while, and finally the subject of marriage came up. “What about marriage?” Heather’s mother asked. “We haven’t talked about that yet in detail, but we will,” Heather said. “It will depend on whenever my lazy boyfriend gets off his butt and does something about it.” Jerry vacated his seat and got down on one knee in front of Heather and took her hand. “Heather, I don’t have a ring yet, but will you…” “Yes!” Heather blurted with a smile. “Anytime.” They shared their first kiss in front of their folks. The Moms and Dads looked blonde at each other, smiled, shrugged and realized that they would have to get used to the idea of their niece and nephew being daughter-in-law and son-in-law. “But Jerry, there is one thing I will absolutely not agree to under any circumstances, and it is not negotiable.” They all looked at Heather with blank puzzlement. “What’s that?” Jerry asked. “There is no way on Earth that I’m changing my last name!” Everybody thought that was pretty funny and they all laughed pretty hard. But you had to be there. People think when they are traveling if they want a good meal then stop where they see truck drivers stop.Well that is just a myth, yes the food might be good but it is really about the waitresses . As a tractor trailer driver my self I spent many hours alone on the road.When I stop I want company,some one I can talk too, preferably a female .A woman with a nice smile and a caring attitude is what I look for.An occasional romp in the sleeper birth is always a plus for sure,but not necessary . This story is about one of those times I had spent in a sleeper with a waitress called Lee. Lee was 62 years teens old, long grey hair usually kept neat in a pony tail.Even Hardcore though her face was wrinkled she was pretty and her beautiful blues seemed to sparkle when she would talk to me. Her personality was most refreshing,she could make you feel right at home. Through talking with Lee over the years I had found out that in her younger years she was a prostitute . Not by choice but by the necessity to support her self and her young daughter .Apparently she lived in a trailer park across the street where her boy friend at that time deserted her. She was left alone and had no family to help her so she survived by bringing truck drivers in to bed her. Back in the day before the interstate this was a very busy truck stop. Lee had told me she made so much money she was able to buy a home in a near by town.Lee said was able to stop hooking later on and raise her child the right cumshot way. When the interstate came though she bought the diner and made enough to send her daughter to college. Her daughter has married and moved away stopping in on occasions ,but she was happy for her.Lee had never married and lived alone now spending most of her time at the diner which is where this story begins. I had been driving the same route for years and now this was an old diner was just a mile from my drop. I would lay over there teen before going on my next day deliveries. “Such a good girl you are, not wearing panties so your Daddy can fuck you whenever he needs. Mom adjusted the straps while my other two friends grabbed Daddy's hand and pulled him to have their cumshot fun. “What, you can’t ask me to do that. Now you have five seconds to decide either we get to listen to you scream or you do exactly as I tell you." “Terry, I knew I teen was being fucked I just didn’t understand how, as you have realized by now it teens keeps me in a much blonde better mood. His expertise told him that I was royally fucked. Even Riyena looked nervous. I could hear my mother moaning, dad was fucking her, this brought a smile to my face and went to bed. “No!” this time it’s entirely a scream. The knot was pressing on that spot. She wears tiny black panties. "Carnal pleasure" he replied placing his hand inside her shorts and undoing its buttons pushed it down her legs. “DENICE!” She worked with Evan on configuring the best ring at a price he could afford. Hardcore I'd fall in love with him if he was a girl, if you know what I mean. All this peace and wellbeing that was flooding her mind. “Of course you can.” He slapped her face again, on the other side this time, "What did I say you little bitch?