I was having strange feelings, like an itch between my legs that wouldn't go away."Come down here this instant." She ordered her togo, as she petulant...y stomped her dainty feet in the grass. "I command you."Her voice was lyrical, almost as if she were singing."Errrrrr," she growled. It was a cute growl. She couldn't even get mad properly. I giggled again, watching her throw another rock at her robe.Then, I saw her looking my direction, so I pressed up closely against the tree. She must have. .." she said. She saw the devilish smile and the twinkle in his eyes and she knew. "Oh," she said blushing red as an apple.He stuffed the garment in his pocket and gave her a kiss before leaving her to wipe up her mess. She joined him a couple moments later sitting down and Peter covered her again. "Now just rest, we still have a few hours to go before we get to New York," he said.She nodded and reclined her seat back and closed her eyes, a happy smile on her face."Wake up sleepyhead, we're. 5″ tool standing hard erect.She just looked and smiled and kept missing my face and neck. I went near her ear and gave her a soft bite. She lost all her control and bite my shoulders. Then I slid my hands beneath and removed her skirt completely. Now she was just in her red panty. Her panty was soaked with her juices.I guess she had been leaking for long now. Before she could do anything. I got down and started blowing along her panty line. To tease her and kept slowly rubbing my fingers on her. She dipped one end of a pickle into the yellow paste and then placed the end against my rosebud shithole. With a quick shove she drove it halfway into me, and the paste burned me terribly. I tried to clench my teeth and not give them the satisfaction of screaming, but they could see I was in pain, and they enjoyed that. With another push, the pickle disappeared inside me, but my rosebud was still dilated, with a half inch long stem sticking out. A green end of the vegetable about the size.