It struck me as being a bit long because I have driven all the way to Oregon before in only 4 and a half days. And the trek to California is about 10...0 miles shorter. “Why so long?” I asked in genuine curiosity.“Mikes buddy is insisting we stop at the Grand Canyon and a few other places along the way,” she said as this odd little grin came across her face. “Could you just imagine me walking around the Grand Canyon amongst all of those tourists with a can of beer up my pussy?” “Yes I can,” I. All around me beautifully bedecked bodies lounge patiently demanding my attention and awaiting my choice. My teeth worry at my bottom lip as I contemplate the myriad of alternatives that surround me; so much variety; so many different ages, heights, skin tones, body forms, hairstyles. Such a selection of distinctly individual facial features; prominent noses, excessively lobed ears, deeply bagged eyes, lips that curl upwards in permanent sneers, square chins, pointed chins, some clean shaven. ’ She turned, continuing to wash while I grabbed the soapy washcloth and finished washing myself. Finally finished we got out of the shower and dried off. Diane took her large towel and wrapped it around her tight little body, with just the top of her tits and her long legs showing. ‘Get,’ she commanded, pushing me towards the bathroom door. ‘Let me put some fresh makeup on before we go anywhere.’ I dropped my towel on the floor heading toward the dresser and some clean clothes. I was. "She went to another of her bags and pulled out some lace top stockings and a set matching bra and knickers."Put these on, it will save you stealing mine," she giggled. "We will have to get you some false breasts to wear under the bra but I could not find any today."Mark put the underwear on, his mother had bought french knickers so that his cock fitted into them much better. "Now the stockings but be careful not to ladder them," she sat next to him and ran her hand up over the stockings as her.