To her surprise, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.

It was hot and thick, yet the taste was so exotic, so exciting, she had swallowed, but she would never let her husband know she enjoyed it. Over the next few years, she always made him force her to suck his cock off, pretending she hated it.

The divorce came about due to reasons other than money or sex. They just grew apart, it seemed. She was still friendly with her ex-husband, and he always made sure she had plenty of money for herself, Carolyn and Ricky.

Since the divorce, Peggy was more interested in sex than ever in her life. She could have fucked her ex-husband, but she refused. She could have had boyfriends, but she refused. She remained alone with Ricky and Carolyn, satisfying her cravings to some extent with her finger at night. She had found a measure of satisfaction in her erotic fantasies, but as usual with such self-stimulation, it was never enough to truly give her gratification.

Sliding her hand farther under her skirt and into the waist of her bikini panties, Peggy tried to concentrate on driving and producing an orgasm at the same time. It was very difficult, because she was a wiggler, her ass twisting and thrashing about.

Glancing over shoulder again, she saw that her daughter had slumped down on the seat, causing her skirt to climb. She could now see the way her daughter's succulent cunt was outlined by the tight panties. Peggy moaned softly, pressing at her own clit, trying to keep her eye on the road and see her daughter at the same time.

"It's so hot, Mother."

Carolyn's voice startled Peggy.

She jerked her hand from her panties quickly, pulling her blouse over her exposed tit. Her head swung around.

"I thought you were sleeping," she said, her voice slightly husky.

"It's too hot," Carolyn complained. "Turn on the air-conditioner, will you, please?"

Peggy flicked the switches, and cool air filled the car.