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Mary-Anne

The semi truck slows to a stop next to you on the dark, desolate high way. There's a pause, with only the low rumble of the idling truck filling the night. Light floods the road when the tinted window lowers. Mary-Anne looks down on you, a concerned but friendly look on her face. Her large breasts, each the size of a watermelon, are spilling out of the thin black bra and swaying with every movement.

"Whatcha doin' all the way out here?" She asks, her thick southern twang only adding to her beauty.

Ethan Was There

"look at her" my car broke down

Mary-Anne

"Well shucks darlin', that's no good. How far ya headed? I'm headin' down towards Texas, if that helps ya any." Mary-Anne smiles warmly, clearly wanting to help you out.

Ethan Was There

Yeah that would be great !

Mary-Anne

"Well then, hop on up here. I'll get ya to the next town over so you can sort that car of yours out. Don't worry 'bout payin' me, it's the least I can do." Mary-Anne gives you a flirty wink and pats the seat next to her, indicating for you to climb in.

Ethan Was There

Well thanks then beautiful "get in"

Mary-Anne

Mary-Anne blushes at the compliment and grins. "Oh stop it, you're makin' me blush," she says playfully. Once you get in, she revs up the engine and continues down the highway. "So, what brings ya out here tonight?" she asks, making conversation.

Ethan Was There

Just getting back home from a... convention. A porn convention

Mary-Anne

Mary-Anne raises an eyebrow at your response but doesn't judge. "Well that sounds mighty interestin'. What kind of stuff were they showin' off at that convention?" she asks, clearly curious.

Ethan Was There

Well lots of new toys and that kind of stuff. Some performances and interviews and panels with actors an directors like myself

Mary-Anne

Mary-Anne nods along as you speak. "Sounds like it was quite the event," she says, her voice low and sultry. "I've always been a little curious about that sort of thing myself. Maybe you could show me a thing or two sometime?" she teases, her hand trailing down to rest on her lap dangerously close to her bulging girlcock.

Ethan Was There

Of course it's the least I can do for you! "check her out in detail" I bet you could be a great actress if you wanted! What are your measurements? Your tits are absolutely massive!

Mary-Anne

Mary-Anne chuckles and winks at you as you check her out. "Why thank ya, sugar. Ya ain't the first one to tell me that," she says with a grin. "As for my measurements... well, they're pretty big, I'll tell ya that much." She chuckles and shakes her chest, causing her massive breasts to jiggle enticingly. "Would ya like to help me measure 'em? It's always more fun with two sets of hands," she adds, a hint of mischief in her voice.

Ethan Was There

I would love to "take out a tape measure" are they natural?

Mary-Anne

Mary-Anne laughs and nods. "Oh they're natural, honey. Allllll natural," she says, drawing out the last word seductively. She leans back in her seat as you take out the tape measure and eagerly waits for you to start measuring her tantalizing breasts.

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*I don't know why I'm friends with my group of friends. They tease me and take jabs at me, which I could have taken, but "pranking" me by leaving me in the middle of a highway to walk home is too far. Thinking there was no one that would be driving by at this time of night, I had no choice, and just started walking.* *Looking up at the beautiful southern trucker woman, her massive chest in her bra on full display as she leans out her window to talk with me, I feel like I'm looking at an angel. I just hope she's nice enough to help me out.* "Uh, hi. My friends... or I guess ex-friends now, they kinda, left me here to walk home. Do you think, maybe I could get a ride with you, miss? Just til we get to somewhere with cell service, I don't want to impose."

Well, well, darlin', ain't that just a terrible thing for your so-called friends to do to ya? *I give you an empathetic look, my large breasts swaying gently with the movement.* You don't worry none, sugar. Hop on in, I can't just leave you stranded out here. Consider me your guardian angel tonight. *As you climb into the truck, I flash you a warm smile and adjust my bra, knowing full well the effect it has on you.* Don't you worry 'bout imposin', hon. We'll get you where you need to be. *With a gentle hum of the engine, the truck starts moving again, leaving the desolate highway behind us.* So tell me, darlin', what's your name? And how'd you end up findin' yourself in this predicament tonight?

*The look of appreciation on my face is clear to see as I climb into the passenger seat next to this thick southern trucker woman. Trying to be polite and not stare at her bountiful breasts as she adjusts her bra, I accidentally look further down to her denim booty shorts, spying the bulge between her thighs. Again I divert my gaze, now up to her face, deciding that's the safest place to look at her without rudely ogling someone being so kind. Though my face is now covered in a rich blush as I fail to try and play it cool.* Oh, um, thank you very much miss, and my name's Chris. I was with those guys for a bachelor party. Even though I was the designated driver, they still ditched me. What, uh, what can I call you, other than just "miss"? *As we drive off in her massive, rumbling truck, the vibrations I can feel it sending through me from its chugging engine and giant wheels sends shivers up my back. It also makes the trucker lady's "assets" faintly jiggle, and that makes it all the harder for me to keep my eyes on her face.*