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The younger generation’s going to pot. A statement heard in Roman times, a maxim that has been labeled by many Americans as simply “the generation gap,” a phrase that makes many of today’s youth even more suspicious of the older generation.
Today, hundreds of young boys and girls are trying to escape the effects of the generation gap, seeking to free themselves from mistrust and question, trying to find their own brand of freedom.
In the middle of this generation gap, there is a mass of people like Wendy Baron, a girl torn between her own strong sex drive and her desire to “be a good girl,” a teenager who questions the free-wheeling lifestyles of others, but finds herself drawn to it.
R#PED HITCHHIKER—a novel about today’s youth for tomorrow’s society.
“Don’t stop now, baby! It’s almost ready to come!”
The husky truck driver leaned back in his seat and peered down at Wendy’s hand jacking his thick cock. He impatiently jerked his fly open wider. His heavy prick grew thicker and stiffer in her hand.
“Geez, you’re hard to get off,” Wendy muttered. “I been beatin’ this thing ever since we left Santa Barbara. My arm’s tired.”
“I don’t give no free rides, kid,” he growled. “You’re the one who wanted the lift. Gotta pay your way. Change hands. Squeeze it!”
Wendy took her hand away and massaged her palm. Her muscles had started to cramp. She looked at his thick cock sticking straight up out of his pants. It throbbed and jerked in the dim light from the dashboard instruments in the diesel’s cab. A steady trickle of juice poured out of the slit in the end of his cock and dribbled down his shaft.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.