This was...There was a pregnant woman in the wagon.The flap opened more. The girl inside was not much older than Wendy, definitely not yet twenty. Her...hair was black, curly, falling to her shoulders, her skin the same light tan as the man and girl up front. Her eyes were brown, almost innocent. She regarded Wendy as a child would, although there was intelligence there to be seen. One delicate hand popped out, motioning Wendy closer. Unsettled, yet curious, Wendy walked a bit faster."You are .... Her hand drove on two more times while the other one clawed into the flesh of her breast because of the shock. Her eyes snapped open and became as big as saucers. Her hands went for the stocking. Gasping, she opened her mouth. Jana held the stocking tight behind Sandra’s head, allowing no chance for her scrabbling fingers to gain a handhold. Sandra started kicking with her legs and reached for the attacker’s arms, but she could get no grip on the smooth glossy PVC covering both arms. At the. "Of course. It will be great fun. And don't worry," she said, reachingout to hold my hands, "I know this is going to be a bit of change andpossibly quite difficult at times for you, but I am here to help. Tobegin with, however, I am going to leave you alone to unpack, unlessyou'd like me to help." Thank you," I replied, earnestly, "It's kind of you, but I think Iwould like some time alone to reflect and unpack myself if that isalright." Of, course," she responded brightly. "I will leave you to. I would love to suck every drop out of those juicy cotton panties. My mom looked at her then at me and with some hesitation started taking her panties off. She still tried to cover herself and not reveal much, but it was useless. The sight of her pink pussy made my insides burn. I could not believe I was seeing my mother like this, and better yet am going to be sucking its juices. My mom took her panties and handed them to me. I stood there, with a raging hard on, but unsure if I should do it.