“That road from Louisville is dangerous. I don’t like the idea of you driving it in the dark.”“We have plenty of time and I’ll be really car...eful,” I said. “I have five great navigators and will be switching off driving with Donna.”“Don’t worry, Betty. We’ll be safe,” Donna said. “But we should hit the road before traffic gets worse around Indianapolis.”“Cindy! I expect exemplary behavior from you this weekend. Don’t let me down,” her mom said as Cindy slipped past with her pack and music. I started to push slowly, my knob picking up her copious juices as it slowly advanced. I gripped her naked hips. She was flexing her pelvic muscles making penetration tight. Her tongue curled over her top lip in concentration. Her pink petals folded in with the friction. We both gasped, as with a little jerk, my knob passed her pelvic bone. She glanced up at me with her intense look and quickly back to the action. Centimetre by centimetre I fed my shaft in, slowly invading her soft eager body.. When I tiptoed closer, I could immediately make out it was my Sindhu, my past love and my lustful companion with whom I had lot of unfulfilled desires. Sindhu had not changed a lot and had only become fuller. Her buttocks and chest were full and her height was the same. I slowly tip toed behind her and was not sure if I should give her a hug or a kiss. I was not sure how she would react to my kiss after such a long gap. As she was lighting up the stove, I hugged her from behind. She was. If she was a long time business adviser, I ought to have seen her at least once or twice at the offices, shouldn't I? Onslow and I had almost adjoining offices.Even her name had never been mentioned, as far as I knew.Erica must have known Myriam too — not just through my stories. Maybe Onslow brought them together in his plan to get at the Enthwistles? But how. And when? How could he even have gotten in contact with her? She was in Texas or wherever, wasn't she?My mind buzzed as I tried to look.