Turning to look back, Peggy saw her daughter's skirt was hiked up, and her long, slender thighs showed. They were lovely thighs, well-shaped, with a smooth texture to the skin. Seeing her daughter's thighs made Peggy wonder about Carolyn as she had with her son. Carolyn was two years older than Ricky, and remembering herself at that age, Carolyn surely had hair on her young cunt. Maybe not much, but hair just the same. She wondered if Carolyn ever touched her pussy, played with it, perhaps shoving a finger inside and working it back and forth. She was certain Carolyn had not been fucked yet.

Peggy recalled she had been Carolyn's age when she was fucked that first time. Like most girls, she had been apprehensive about a cock sliding into her cunt, worried about pain. But she had been pleasantly surprised that there had been no pain, only a stretching, filling sensation that was so sweet, she had almost swooned with pleasure. She tried to remember how hairy her cunt had been then, but couldn't. All she could remember about that was the way her cunt had tingled and throbbed for a week after that cock had filled it.

Her daughter shifted positions again, and once more Peggy glanced back. Carolyn's legs were spread open, and the crotch of her tight, white panties showed. Peggy's eyes widened and became a bit glassy as she stared at that sweetness. Her tongue moved over her lips as she drew her eyes back to the highway. Her left hand moved into her open blouse again, cupping her tit. She writhed her ass on the seat, her cunt on fire now. She felt as if she would come any time.

She kept glancing into the rear seat, her eyes seeing the crotch of her daughter's panties. She tried to see the shadow of Carolyn's cunt-hair, but saw nothing. Maybe it was so blonde, it didn't show, Peggy thought.