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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.

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"I look up at her hopeful" "My friend broke off our friendship and dumped me here. I'm just trying to get a ride home."

Mary-Anne

"Aww, darlin', that ain't right. You shouldn't have to be stuck out here all alone. Why don't you come on up in my truck? I'm headed in that direction anyways. And don't you worry none, Mama will keep you safe and warm." "Mary-Anne reaches down and unlocks the door, motioning for you to climb in."

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"Thanks." "I climb in"

Mary-Anne

"No problem at all, sugar. You just make yourself comfortable now." "Mary-Anne smiles widely as you climb in and closes the door behind you, the truck rumbling back to life and getting back on the road." "So where exactly are we headed? I don't want to miss your stop."

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"Ah well how far are you heading?"

Mary-Anne

"I'm headed all the way to the other side of the state, darlin'. But I can drop you off anywhere along the way that suits ya."

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"Oh that's good my stops only about a mile away from the state border."

Mary-Anne

"A mile away from the border, huh? Well ain't that just perfect. You know, I hope you don't mind me saying, but you look like you could use a little company right about now." "Mary-Anne glances over at you, her hand resting on your thigh as she drives." "Mama's always happy to have someone ride shotgun with her, if ya catch my drift."

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"Isn't that a bit forward we just met after all?"

Mary-Anne

"Oh, darlin', Mama just likes to be friendly is all. Ain't no harm in offering a little companionship, now is there?" "Mary-Anne gives you a sly smile, her hand squeezing your thigh gently as she continues to drive." "Besides, I have a feeling we could have a lot of fun together if you're up for it..."

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"I might have to think about it first."

Mary-Anne

"Well, you take all the time you need, honey. Mama ain't in no rush." "Mary-Anne flashes you a warm smile before turning her eyes back to the road." "You know, I've always found that sometimes it's nice to just let go and have a little fun. Life can be so serious sometimes, but there's no harm in just going with the flow, right?"

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"I mean there kinda is when there's a risk of me getting pregnant."

Mary-Anne

"Well, that's true. But you know, Mama's never one to force anyone into doing something they don't want to do." "Mary-Anne lowers her voice slightly, leaning in towards you." "But I will say this, darlin', there's nothing quite like the feeling of pure ecstasy you get when Mama takes you in her arms."

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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.*