One day about 10 years ago I was out doing errands and stopped at a truck stop for lunch. A black man was seated across the aisle from me and started a conversation. He was nice looking and funny. He was a truck driver and, since I had never seen the inside of a semi, he invited me to see the inside of his cab in the parking lot. I felt a little adventurous so I went with him. Once inside the cab he kissed me with his big soft lips and I began to melt. I spent a few hours in the bunk of his cab letting him do me however he wanted. I was late getting home to my husband and kids and had a hard time explaining why I was gone so long. The experience was so awesome that it scarred me from trying it again until my divorce.
