I had a great time in NL a few weeks ago. I stopped on the way and saw my cousin, then went to this little town west of the interstate, just south of SA, that I discovered when I was trucking. It's not much of a town, whatever kept it going before, ain't there anymore.
I know a young woman there, 24, living with her aunt, whose husband disappeared without a trace a few years ago. The aunt's, I mean. I met them when she came up to my truck, parked across the road from the c-store, begging for money. I gave the girl a piece of rope for a leash for her dog so he wouldn't get hit by a car, and was invited to their house for dinner, after buying a few groceries.
After dinner, while the girl was in the shower, the woman asked me if I wanted to have sex with them. I wasn't surprised, because she had already dropped a couple of blue hints. To make a long story short, we all got naked and the woman sucked me until I was rock hard.
I was cudding and fondling with the niece, then put her on her back, and a lubed rubber on my dick. I slipped the meat in, and did what I do until she came. I think she was getting off on her aunt watching. But then the woman asked her to get on her stomach, so I could fuck her boody. wOw! I think she was angling for a bonus.
After a few minutes of sliding in and out of her rectum, I turned her over and put a fresh condom on, then fucked her pussy some more, and told the woman to slip a lubed rubber on two fingers and massage my prostate, one of my favorite things. Then I pulled out and shot cum on the niece's tits.
Then we had ice cream and some of those Mexican Goya cookies, and I took a shower and a nap with the girl. When I woke up I got a bbbj. I think I gave them 50 bucks. I wanted to make a good impression so I could use their house for a rest stop later on.Then the road.
I often went from Del Rio to SA, and the reverse, it's not much of a detour. So I visited often, and have had quite a few nice quiet adventures there. Now, I don't get by that way so much, but they are always there. They live on government assistance and whatever they can beg, steal, or get from the occasional trucker.
There's a cement foundation next to the C-store, and the cashier told me before I even met them, but had them spotted, that they sometimes sit on it for hours, on nice days, and hit up every trucker or motorist that stops. Nobody cares as long as she doesn't do it inside. Since she spends all the money she collects right there anyway.
I asked them why they didn't move to SA where there's jobs, and she told me that the weather, the tormentas, thunderstorms and lightning, were too severe in SA, and they were scared to move there. Right.