Although not fat, the girl had huge firm tits and full, ample hips. Her bare upper thighs, although always looking a bit grubby, were always deliciously exposed to the very appreciative male customers. There was no doubt that her earthy appearance and sensual movements produced an animal magnetism that few men could ignore.

Sitting on the step of the diner, waiting for Billy Jefferson, she looked over at Big Red's rig parked in the shadows of the cafe. Sometimes she had dreamed that he had taken her away with him in the big truck. It would be so nice to travel down the highways with that big virile man.

Standing up, she reached under her dress to scratch her bare ass where a mosquito had raised a big welt.

"Damn that Billy," she said to herself. "When the hell will he get here?"

Libby was anxious for the boy to arrive. Not only did she like the two dollars she would receive, but she genuinely enjoyed the pleasure of sucking erect cocks. She loved the feel of the hard, throbbing meat in her mouth, and there was nothing that tasted better to her than hot, juicy spunk.

She heard the clatter of Billy Jefferson's old pickup long before it came over the bill. When she saw the lights, one much dimmer than the other, a little tingle of excitement flickered through her cunt.

"Hi, Billy," she called when he had parked the pickup in the shadows of Red's big rig. "Why so late tonight?"

"Shit," grumbled the boy. "Pa's makin' me work the late shift at the service station, and I couldn't get away till now."

"Well, that's okay, Billy, but I'm sure glad you're here," she smiled.

"Yeah," he muttered. "But I can't stay very long. Pa thinks I just went down to the corner for a bite to eat."

"Okay," she sighed. "Where's your two bucks?"