He began working my hole. I said “Goodby.” He said he hoped we could do this again sometime. XXX As the head of my cock pressed against his hole, he let out a grunt and tried to move away. I hadn’t seen any signs of life there while I was trying to entice the truckers. I hadn’t seen any signs of life there while I was trying to entice the truckers. I asked Walt if he had any lube. Disappointed, I turned my attention to the cars. He tucked his cock away. I began a pumping motion and at the same time pressed harder. Cops fishing for drivers who’d been drinking use the burned out taillight ploy as a reason to pull you over. I was bucking my ass back against his hand as he worked a third finger in. There were three urinals, on the right side of the room, followed by a single stall,
