"Look in the glove box," she said suddenly.I looked in and found a pair of fishnet tights and a bottle of Amarigescent."I want you to wear them for th... rest of the journey so I can feel themwhen I touch you."We pulled in to the next service stop. I went in to find somewhere tochange. She stayed outside for a while and chatted to some workmen.I found a private cubicle and put on the fishnets. I replaced my straightclothes and as I smoothed out the creases I could feel the fishnet. A month of letting her pet screw her every second day. The first few times she'd told herself she wouldn't do it again but she'd finally succumbed to the delightful pleasure of the dog's extended ploughing of her cuntal furrow. Why should she have to stop? She loved it and there was no doubt that her pet did also.Being fucked by her gentle and considerate father was much different than the panting, slobbering assault of her pet with his massive, high-speed tool. She didn't have the same. ”We had lunch, which was extremely tasty. We were sitting on the sofa just talking about personal stuff. She went to the kitchen to get something. While returning, she tripped and fell, which in turn dropped her saree pallu, exposing her boobs covered in that sexy pink blouse.I got an immediate boner. I was staring and fondling her boobs with my eyes. I was covering my boner so that she didn’t see it. Additionally, she covered her boobs with the pallu to save me from embarrassment.We shared. ’ She glanced over her shoulder towards two young men in blazers and nodded. They come over and picked up the bags. Mrs. Hetaira walked away towards another newly arrived group. Michael turned towards his Parents again and smiled wanly. ‘Well…this it is,’ he said. ‘I’ll write.’ ‘You’ll be seeing us soon enough baby. Won’t we Charles?’ his Mother said soothingly, is father was standing behind her now, his arms wrapped around her waist, kissing at her neck smoothly. ‘Charles?’ ‘Hmm? Oh yes! Yes.