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Nothing more was said until a couple of hours later Bridie arrived with a suitcase in her hand. It was then that Jon told me that we were going camping in the south of France and Spain for couple of weeks. There’s nothing new in me being the last to know about holidays, in fact I like the sudden surprise of being in ‘normal’ mode one minute, then being on the way to the sun next. It seems more exciting. That evening we loaded up Pussy Flogging the car and Jon went through the clothes and other things that Bridie and I wanted to take. As usual, Flogging. Jon removed a few items before all three of us went to bed together. The alarm went off at 3 in the morning and I went for a shower. 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 that she really fancies, to bring pussy flogged him round to hard flogging 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. 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 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 herself and then pointed to me enough times so that the toll collector looked into the back seat. It Yobt Flogging 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 described above. Linda squirmed and almost brought her arms up hard flogging to fight of the woman but stopped herself in the last second. We would hold this position for quite some Pussy Flogging time, neither of us moving, my penis throbbing deep inside her anus. Soon after the Master turned to Ash and asked if she was ready. “That was… I’ve never experienced anything like that!” Aunt Sheen immediately laid back, with her legs towards me. I took one of the white sheets and covered Aunt Sheen’s legs with it. Her body arched, and he hunched. “Shut the fuck up and pour me a shot of vodka.” Now, sweetheart, what’s at the Flogging. end of your arms?” To pussy flogged think this all started with a friend trying to make me do her bidding, now I am king to a new people on the different planet. “Fuck that, bother away,” Kelly pleaded, eyes dancing up and down Stephanie’s figure. She takes me completely in and slurps on the way out. “What are you saying?” Yobt Flogging I asked him. I am so sore I hurt all over.

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