But how? It took us nearly an hour to get I-87 heading to our destination. We did not talk much while driving out of the city proper. Robert was still... mad at the silly little flirtatious stunt I pulled back at the Avis counter. I feared that I had really screwed up. I was afraid that I had messed up the one fantasy weekend we had to be a true couple in public. Once we got on the intestate, traffic started moving faster and wind was coming in the open convertible. "Are you okay?" I asked,. “I’d jerk you off.”It seemed I’d found her limit. We’d done that—hypothetically—on more than a few occasions.Still, better safe than sorry.“In what circumstances?”“If you needed me to.”I briefly considered exploring exactly what that meant—whether “ordinary teenage hormones” would be enough of an excuse, for instance, but I was starting to feel like I was past that.I didn’t want her to do it because I needed it—I needed her to do it because she wanted to.“What other sexual things would you do. I try not to act too excited because I still want her to think this is something I am doing for her, although I think we both know it’s at least partially a lie because obviously I like having my ass fingered so why would it be so far fetched that I would like a dildo in my ass too. Inside though, I’m like a k** at Christmas, except it’s her that’s going to be opening me up. While she’s putting on the harness and getting the dildo in place I watch her in amazement as I stroke my cock thinking. This may have taken 10 minutes at the most and when I got back to the kitchen area my mother had breakfast ready for the three of us. We ate quickly and I got the impression she wanted Kelly and I out of there before the men folk woke up.Kelly and I were both wearing t-shirts and shorts but that was not nearly enough to hide large breasts and asses. Kelly thanked Mom for the use of the shower and breakfast and we were out the door. There were lawn chairs all over the place and kelly grabbed.