The drivers partner was in the sleeper next to me and I quickly noticed he wasn’t wearing pants either. The assault must have lasted a good fen minutes before I felt the cock in my mouth bottom out in my throat and start pulsing it’s load down my throat. We were having a tough time getting a ride home so we split up a good distance apart. The billy looked like it was made from a piece of pipe about the thickness of a good sized carrot and about 16 inches long. He started working it in and out going a little deeper each push until I could feel it sliding past my tonsils and in to my tight throat. Johnny the driver handed me what I learned was a tire billy, basically a long club they would use to whack the tires to check for flats. He started working it in and out going a little deeper each push until I could feel it sliding past my tonsils and in to my tight throat.
