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I went to get breakfast ready leaving Bridie bouncing up and down on Jon. Because it was so early Jon told Bridie and me not to bother with any clothes and we set off. Being naked in the car didn’t bother me, but Bridie was a little apprehensive as she hasn’t had much experience of been naked in a moving car. On the drive down to Dover we had a great time catching up on all the happenings since we last saw Bridie. She’s still having problems finding the right man. She rarely has problems getting the first few dates, but as soon as they want to get more serious they all start expecting her to start wearing underwear and longer skirts. Jon told her that the next time she meets a man Oral Sex that she really fancies, to bring him round to our house. Jon said that he’d talk some sense into the man. Anyway, after a none eventful drive we stopped just outside Dover for a stretch and for Bridie and me to put a dress on. It still amazes me the way motorist drive round in their own little world not noticing what’s going on in the other cars on the roads. oral It’s as if they get tunnel vision when they get into a car and only see what’s directly in front of them. After a none eventful Channel crossing we stopped at a big Carrefour supermarket in Calais to fill up with cheap diesel (well, cheaper than England), and get some Euros. Jon also told Bridie and me to ‘get-em off’ again as we started off on the long haul south. The first really amazing events were the Motorway Toll pay booths. Being a British vehicle its right hand drive which meant that it was whoever was in the front passenger seat had to pay the tolls. Not much of a problem when Jon was in that seat, although at least one toll collector noticed a naked female driver, the real fun was when Bridie or I were in that seat. At one stop in an Aires just south of Paris Jon decided that it was time that I was restrained into the back seat. Bridie spent about 10 minutes roping my ankles to the front headrests and my wrists to the back seat-belt anchor points. Just to finish-off the job a vibe was placed where it belongs and I had to spend a couple of hours getting all worked-up and cumming a few times as Bridie kept turning the speed up and down. That was the first time that the doggystyle back seat of that 4x4 got wet with my pussy juices. You should have seen the face of the toll collector when Bridie drew attention to blonde herself and then pointed to me enough times so that the toll collector looked into the back seat. It didn’t help that Jon wound down the back window and went at snail speed until I was out of sight. It was good to get over the Pyrenees and down into that really warm climate. It just makes me feel so good – a different good to the one I’ve just blowjob described above. Not that the midlands on England has been that bad (for a change) these last couple of months. I’ve spent a few days improving my all-over tan when Jon left me restrained to the scaffolding frame with only a covering of sun tan lotion to hide my modesty (ha). Anyway, the first campsite was about 100 miles south of Barcelona. It was quite crowded and the pitches were quite small. We cumshot gave one or two men a bit of a thrill as we bent over quite a lot putting the tent up. The other thing was that Jon told us we had to use the men’s showers every day, and not to lock the doors. We gave a few men a pleasant surprise. My Mother took my sister and went back to Barcelona to live with her own Mother (Galena) leaving me here with Dad in the US. Mandy knew instinctually that if the box tipped over and spilled that she would be in even more trouble so she kept an eye on it. "Sure you are," both of the twins Oral Sex chirped back. Britney continued to gurgle as Hayden repeatedly punched her in the guts, trying to get her muscles to contract blonde at the exact time he was shoving into her ass. But Mom wasn't about to take any of blowjob my crap. I already see John with a piece of chicken in his hand as Diane is struggling to put all the buckets of chicken on the counter. There would be words and distracting gestures, but cumshot they'd haze her mind and then use her body like a pliant, warm fucktoy. “You didn’t get to cum, did you?” I bluntly asked. I stood up from my chair, walked across to the other side to said villain of our story and said,"Hey man, she said no, why don't you leave her alone." ' You don't deserve that, oral it has to be earned my little one. Bringing the ends back around to the knot behind doggystyle her and looped the rope around the double strands and tied it. Kerillian strained, desperate to find the source of the voice emanating from behind her. I began moving in and out slowly with short strokes. My girlfriend’s pussy was being stretched beyond anything I thought was possible.