Now let me tell you about my Sudha. She is a typical Indian Homemaker in her early 40s with assets of a goddess. I wouldn’t say she is thin, but she...has fat at right places. She always wears saree while in the shop.I had an eye for her but never had any intention of being physical with her as I was enjoying the show she was putting on for customers and I thought to myself ” Huh, This must the same old technique all ladies use to get more customers” But I did not know that I was completely. I started up the truck and backed down our driveway and we were off. As I drove I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she fidgeted with getting her face and hair more presentable for school. I reached across the seat and pulled up her skirt. Jenny was too busy to stop me and almost pretended not to notice me. Her skirt rolled up and I looked at the little thong-covered pouch that was her pussy. The white cotton fabric was moist and I got a waif of her pussy juices. The little nympho had. The goddess ... the Goddess of Lust! I sacrifice my cunt ... my cum ... I come just for you!'Béla jerked awake, banging her head painfully against her sister's chin."Ow!" they both said, Béla holding her head and Beth holding her chin, moving it back and forth.As Beth blinked away the pain, she looked hard into her sister's face, inches away from her own."You have the weirdest thoughts when you're waking up!" Beth chirped cheerfully, despite her sudden collision. "You really thought I was the. Driving towards the bridge she is still there. As I approach I indicate and start to slow down. Her body language is torn between hope it’s me and fears in case it’s another John looking for a score. If she only knew this was just the start, another John would be considered preferable if it got her out of the rest of tonight’s events. I pull up a few meters short of her position and wait for her to come to me. She can’t see me through the tinted semi-silvered windows. Confused, upset and.