Wait.

I wait. I figure sometime he's got to come back, and already he's left my cunt all wet with drunken lust. And as I wait I fantasize about the jock coming back, his chiseled chin with a little scruff on it.

In my fantasy he uses me hard and rough. His cock is huge and he pounds me with the fervor of a young man who hasn't fuck enough pussy to tire himself out yet. He pounds me deep and hard and drips sweat all over me and just before he's about to send me over the top of orgasm peak, the door to the van opens.

A tall, heavy set man with a giant belly and greasy unwashed hair looks in at me. He smiles and gropes my heavy soft breasts with rugged, raw fingers. I'm too startled and drunk to do anything but to stare at him.

"She'll fuckin do," he says. He reaches in again, and this time shoves something black at my mouth. "Open up baby." And he forces the black rubber between my teeth.

He takes my by my hair and drags me out into the night. My heavy breasts swing and flop side to side, shaking around on my chest. I look around wildly for someone, anyone, to help me, but it's only a couple steps and he's forcing me up the steps into the cab of a long haul truck.

Every time I try to protest, he yanks harder on my hair, and before I fully realize what's going on, he throws me into the back of the cab, and flop over on the slim single matress.

"Ok baby, let's get that dress off," the dirty, unwashed trucker says.