This was going to be the most difficult trip Cindy was ever to undertake. She knew it was over a long time ago, yet she held on, something she could do no longer. The engagement was a total waste of time; they never saw each other and Cindy suspected that he was having sex on the sideline even though they had both promised to be faithful. It had to end and she was on her way to make it so.
As she was driving to Cape Town, it struck her like a bomb she had never has her mustang checked out. Oh well, if something happened, it happened. Her words had hardly left her lips when she heard the most peculiar sound coming from her cars engine.
With a stutter and a shudder her car came to a complete stop, standing on the side of the road. She could kick herself. She climbed out and walked around the front of the Mustang, with a bit of a struggle she managed to lift the heavy hood. Leaning forward over the grill she felt her short skirt hike up the back of her thighs, another millimeter or two and the crack of her ass would be showing beneath the hem. Her tiny red g- string pulled tightly up between her firm ass cheeks and in doing so pressed the small patch of silk panties firmly against her pussy lips, the pressure, she could feel, slightly parting the smooth shaven flesh. It had been a long time since anything other than her own practiced fingers had passed between those lips and into the liquid heaven beyond. She longed for a man, no strings attached to take her and ravage her, fuck her to a point where she wanted to pass out with pleasure. Ooh her thoughts were beginning to have a slippery effect on the area directly beneath that same small piece of silky panties.
Meanwhile...
Jacque had just had the mother of all fights with his fiancΓ© and called off the engagement. What a bitch! He couldn't take it any longer. How could she deny the affair she was having with his father? He knew he was sober when he went for a walk down to the river on his farm. He saw them, his fiancΓ©e and his father. How could they? How could his father? There she was on her knees in front of him, her mouth around his stiffly erect cock. Her head moving back and forth as she drove his shaft in and out of her soft mouth. She knew how he enjoyed it when she took his cock in her mouth but lately she had not wanted to, he had wondered why but it was all clear now. She pumped furiously on his fathers cock, teasing his balls, teasing the oncoming orgasm to the surface. Jacque had turned away just as the explosive rush of semen began to shoot into her mouth.
Memories of what he had seen haunted him as he slammed the door of his Ford Ranger 4x4. Driving like a bat out of hell on the dirt road driving away from his farm, his hurt, and his pain. On the main road he turned.