Now with both her breasts in full view Angie settled back and then challenged Bobby to remove his trousers and underwear. Bobby argued that it would b... too difficult to replace them in they were spotted and stopped. So a compromise was reached he would slide them down his legs and drive like that.Pretty soon Angie noticed a large articulated lorry keeping pace with their car and she pointed this out to Bobby and he challenged her to play with herself whilst the trucker looked on. Angie thought. They couldn't hold that against us! We shared a few memories, some of which brought about sadness, and a couple of which induced wistful laughter.Maybe it was the medication, or maybe it was the fact that I was exhausted, but I ended up drifting off to sleep during a pause in the conversation.A very vivid dream followed, one featuring Erin in a starring role. I was back in Florida; Erin and I had just finished one of our bike rides. We had dinner, hung out in front of the TV for awhile, and. “Are you mad at me?” she asked.“What? Me? No,” I said.She was dressed in nice shorts and a blouse, like she planned on going to the mall or something.“I was worried,” she said.“I can understand that,” I replied.She looked confused.“I shouldn’t have done that. I hope I didn’t hurt you.” I’d been worrying about that for the last half hour. I was too gutless to go find out if she was huddled in the corner of her room, crying.“Hurt me? No. Why would you think that?”Now I was confused. Everybody. "Sorry, was that yes as in yes you *D0* mind, or yes as in yes you can watch?" Ahhh...Yeahhhh. Okay."Still not really having my question answered, I just looked down at her crotch. No panties are anywhere to be seen, not on the grass, not around her angles, and definitely not on her. This is the point where I find she has a dildo crammed to the hilt into her completely waxed cunt. Despite being obviously jammed right into her up to no doubt the cervix, she seemed intent on trying to push it.