I was careful to stay in the center of the road, because I knew those washboard bumps could be incredibly dangerous on two wheels.I was probably ten m...les down the road when I topped a hill and saw them. I came to a stop behind the Land Cruiser and ran over to where Cheyenne and Stan were kneeling beside Frank. His Silverado was off the road and lying on its side a few feet away.I was filled with dread when I saw the blood all over Frank’s face and the front of his shirt. It looked like he’d. ‘You were squishing me!’ I continued to groan. ‘Well, sorry!’ Riley rolled her eyes sarcastically. ‘Um…’ I said as I started blinking and adjusting my eyes to the light,’What time is it Rialz?’ I continued asking her. ‘I don’t know, but stop calling me Rialz!’ Riley demanded. ‘Okay! God! Oh well, I can’t wait for the Britney Spears concert tonight!’ I screeched. ‘I know, I can’t wait to meet her!’ Riley said excited. ‘Do you want to know one of my bisexual fantasies about Britney?’ I asked. Next to me was Rahul in his sports shorts and tee. He put his backpack on his lap and said that I was looking very hot. He couldn’t help but lust on me. He was feeling my thighs and I was feeling his. Before we know it, he was inside my leggings and me inside his shorts.He was slowly fingering me and I was stroking his dick. We kissed a bit. I showed him my pussy and he showed his dick. I was wet and my panty was drenched. We finally got dropped home. I went back to the pg and slipped into a. The compartment would have been very uncomfortable for the girls, if they had been awake. It was moderately ventilated, but very cramped. There were only a few inches of clearance above their faces. The girls were strapped down, to prevent accidental movement or removal of the IV needles inserted in the backs of their hands. Each was neatly packed in cotton batting, so the 'cargo' wouldn't shift as the truck moved.The IVs led to small plastic bags, suspended from the ceiling of the compartment..