Nightshift Nurses Experiment01

“Eventually, I reached San Diego and struck out east, crossing Arizona and New Mexico. I was in Western Texas on Highway 84 when I met Jackson Pelley.” I could still remember the heat of the day, the dust in the air. I closed my eyes and drifted back to that day. “He was kind enough to offer me a ride.” July 23rd, 2021 I broiled in the Texan sun. It was afternoon and I was regretting not staying with that trio of girls I met at the Best Western. I left all three of them with buns in the ovens and each eager to try out for Ms. Bred 2022. Thinking I'd find a ride, soon, I headed southeast from the motel down the highway in my jean skirt and cowboy boots, my t-shirt tied just below my round tits, leaving my tanned stomach exposed. I had my Stetson hat perched on my head. I was adapting to Texas. But as the day wore on, I hardly saw a car, and none of them pulled over to give me a ride. If it wasn't for the cum oppressive heat and the fact I was quickly running out of bottle water, I wouldn't have been worried. After walking every day for over a month, I was in the best shape of my life. Not even as a cheerleader were doggystyle my legs so toned, my body so slender. “Come on,” I muttered as I heard the approach of the vehicle. I turned around, my thumb stuck out as I walked backwards down the gravel shoulder. On either side of me were sere fields of golden grass dotted with lethargic cattle. “Please, stop.” The road was straight, the land flat. I could see the car coming for miles, sun reflecting off the glass. It felt like an eternity for it to reach me. An eternity broiling in the sun. Sweat soaked my shirt, molding to my hentai round breasts. More trickles ran down my spine and poured off my forehead. A faded-blue, beat-up truck pulled up. One of those big Ford ones that in the city I'd say the guy was overcompensating but out here... This truck looked like it worked every day since the driver bought it. Jubilation surged through me as it slowed. I didn't even care that it had a big sticker on the passenger door that cartoon read, “Ask me about my Lord and Savior” juicy nor the bible verses plastered on the bumper. “I’m not creepy!” I was genuinely offended. Leona bite her lip as she drove more of her cock into Shauna. Let’s at least go in my room!” Mom takes a similar position as Becky on Logan’s right and lays her head on his shoulder. I had seen it all but hearing it from her pushed me over the top Tammy had stopped and was talking some more when I pushed up at her face and without even her hands on me I came pumping my cum all over her face and hair. You were so lucky none of them ever just cum raped you - you certainly encouraged them to enough." After about an hour she finally stirred. My tits were swaying front and back and bouncing up and down over my hubby's face with his thrusts. Beads of perspiration gleamed like diamonds on my fellow sex slaves' faces, droplets of spittle hung suspended in the air before their mouths. She turned the mic back on doggystyle juicy and woke her slaves. I swayed there, my futa-dick only going half-hard. By now, Rod’s dick was throbbing like a dirt bike. As people were leaving the office, I got a call from Fernandez on my cellphone. We packed sufficient supplies to last for four or five days, plus cartoon our weapons and off we set. Her breast pressed flat between her and the floor. Ben wasn't taking no for an answer, though, and he was going at her with the same enthusiasm he had shown her all night. But I am going to ask you to do something very hard, it has to do with life and death. "I can't believe hentai that just happened" Zach told his sister as he placed the box of condoms on the nightstand. Jill leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Darling, I invited Amy to join us tonight in our suite. “I wish things could have been different.