Jill refused to get dressed, though, until it was time to go and even then she put the absolute minimum amount of clothes on, a T-shirt and panties.It...was only 112 kilometres to Richmond, which Dave expected to take about an hour and a half, so he was in no hurry to leave as he leisurely enjoyed a second cup of the plunger coffee that Jill had made.Around 10 am Dave settled his account and drove west along the Flinders Highway, which was also known as the Overlander's Way, to Richmond, a town. With his ass facing me he did just that. All I could see from my seat was Anita's long fingers as they held his hairy buttocks.My sensual wife started to give him a very wet blowjob and this lucky bastard must have loved it, because I saw his buttocks tighten and relax over and over. After several minutes Ana pushed him away so she could stand up. As he stepped back he turned enough for me to see his hard cock hanging between his thighs. I gasped in admiration, since it was almost twice the. He picked up the chest of drawers, but bumped into a table as he was turning. The bottom drawer slid out and crashed on the floor. A pile of clothes fell out of the drawer onto the floor.Sara bent down and started to put the clothes back. After moving the clothes, it uncovered an old shirt wrapped around something. Sara unwrapped the shirt and to her shock, it hid a large 10 inch flesh coloured dildo. It was still in it’s wrapper, unused.“Oh my god !” she said.“Have you never seen one before. I do want to go. I could use the fresh air. I'm sorry Adirian, I've just had a long hard morning." Hard the operative word. His cock already tensing. He tried to think of anything else. He didn't need to be standing in front of her, sporting his flag pole. "Your sure? I really don't want to be a bother." She uncrossed her legs as she stood. Full view. His cock shot straight to attention. No panties, and a bald pussy. Fuck. "Yep," he said quickly turning from her, "Let's go." He started for the.