" The driver I assumed, Davebackhanded her as he jerked her off the steps sending her sprawlinginto a melted ice puddle."Move it Dave, before we have ...rouble."I was already starting forward, and knew my girls and Bernie the ownerof the truck stop were right behind me. Suddenly as he closed the door,Dave tossed out her log books and her purse, the contents scatteringacross the pavement.Scrambling to collect everything before it got ruined, she was on handsand knees, myself and my girls rushing. “Yes honey. She has been here several times” said Siska. By this time Siska’s hand had reached Nicolette’s knickers. Siska began to rub Nicolette’s pussy through her panties. Nicolette moaned a little louder now. It had been weeks since she was touched by anyone. She had also been told her mother had been in this place. Was she also touched intimately by Siska? What else didn’t she know about her mother?“Does that feel nice honey” Siska whispered in Nicolette’s ear. Nicolette nodded. “Why don’t. We were on our way and it started raining. Bangalore rains are crazy and it gets bad within no time.Asha aunty said not to stop and just go home since it would only get worse. I did as she said, we were getting soaked in rain and Asha aunty was holding me tightly. Her boobs were pressing me and I had a big erection. I was controlling very hard. Meanwhile, our house came, she went in.And came back with a towel for me, I was wiping my head and she was wiping herself. Her saree was stuck to her. I must start by stating the obvious, I have a fetish for ladies undies especially panties.Well here's the dilemma I faced the other day,my lady came back from her daughters house (not blood related to me) and brought in a big washing basket full of washing as her daughters washing machine had broke down.She asked did I mind, and even as the words left her mouth I thought "MIND,MIND" lol! ...I nearly jumped for joy,as since moving in with my lady I've had no instances of visiting and borrowing.