After that, nada. I slept like a rock.I must have been even hornier than usual after all the romantic dancing and smooching with Bob, because I had a ...lorious dream! Bob was caressing me, kissing my boobs and running the wonderful Sorcerer's hands, mouth and tongue gently over me. Then I seemed to have such a magnificent orgasm! Then the dream faded away too, like so many had before.I woke up in the middle of the night having to pee so bad I could taste it. I peeled Bob's arm off me, stumbled. I SCREAMED trying to pull back as his fist drive in me. "NO need for lube your already nice and loose and lubed up: he said. He kept pushing and his hand POPPED in then his wrist and forearm. My belly started to rise up as he drove his arm deeper in me Fist fucking me. Then he yanked his harm out and my rose bud followed hanging out of me. "YOU FUCKING SLUT: he yelled "going to check you all out deep inside:Next thing i heard was him at the medical cabinet then felt cold metal being inserted. His hand traced along her leg to her skirt top, paused, then after a moment continued up towards her crotch. His fingers found her panties and tugged the fabric aside."Uhhhhhhhhhhh!"She gave a murmur as his fat finger pushed into her slit and began to twist."Everything ok back there?" Came a voice over the speaker.Uncle Bertie clicked the reply switch."Yes thank you! Could you please just drive."In the front cab the man nodded and kept silent. He'd leave them alone in their grief.As his finger. With the drama over, the nudists went back to their blankets and umbrellas. The red-head stayed to talk, introducing herself as she smeared sunscreen on her large, natural breasts, standing in front of me. Her red hair was definitely real – a tuft of orange pubes on her otherwise shaved pussy fluttered in the light breeze. The hair on her head fell around her face and down to the middle of her back in red golden ringlets. Her name was Megan.“I know what you mean about Luke,” Megan said.