made to be his gurl

He got the drivers side door for me and told me to get in first. I did as told, once on the highway he told me to put on his girlfriends panties and camisole. He thought I was cute and laughed as I adjusted the wig he’s tossed over. A couple of bumps had my lip stick a little off target, but once done, I was just about as easy on the eyes as my roommate Jenn, just a little thinner.

The afternoon was spend at a truck stop, gas’n up and having me follow him into the store so his friends could check me out. I got some looks from the older woman behind the cash registar, but anyone that knew him just knodded and either slapped my now hot shorts covered ass or padded him on the back. I never said a word.
I sat next to him in the booth, he ordered for both of us. I just had soup.

Before getting back in the cab he took me to the bathroom and had me open my ass for his finger to inspect if I was still fresh and clean. I insisted that I was, but his man hands got all up in there. He then made me smell um as I was still holding my ass open. Good. Then he put um back in and told me I was a good gurl, and had done a nice job shaving my ass to be like a girls.

Climbing in the cab ahead of him prompted deep honk from a buddies air horn. But I new I was his only. I just stay’d quite and cute, I knew I would soon be more than just the eye candy. After a solid 600 miles he pulled off for the night. It was a quite rest stop with other trucks night lights on, engines running. He locked his doors and told me to get in bed behind him, I got semi naked and waited under the covers.

He took his time getting back from the bathroom, I was pretty excited about the idea of sleeping with a big strong man that had just made me his gurl. I was completely hard when he climb back into the sleeper with me. He stroked my legs, and massaged my curvy butt as I wiggled into his touch. I reached out for his dick and got my hands all up in his boxers before airing it out. It was a good 8 inches. That made me feel like even more of a girl as mine was only 6.5. He continued to feel my hairless chest and squeeze my lips with just his fingers. I was owned, and desired.