Fake Taxi This hot German blonde uses her incrediable body to pay for her ride

The cab reeked of her perfume, a sickly sweet cloud that did nothing to mask the desperation rolling off her in waves. She slid into the backseat, her tights straining over thick thighs, the hem of her skirt hiked up to reveal the lacy edge of her garter belt. Her eyes, cold and calculating, met mine in the rearview mirror. “I can’t pay the fare,” she admitted, her voice a husky purr. “But I can show you a good time.” She leaned forward, her blouse gaping to reveal the swell of her massive, fake tits. She grabbed my hand, placing it on her thigh, her skin hot and clammy. “Touch me,” she commanded, her breath hot on my neck. “Feel how wet my cunt is.” She guided my hand up her thigh, under her skirt, pushing my fingers into her soaking pussy. She moaned, a gutteral sound that filled the cab, her hips grinding against my hand. “Fuck me with your fingers,” she demanded, her voice a low growl. “Make me come, and maybe I’ll suck your cock.”

She pushed the seat back, giving me more room to work. She hiked her skirt up, exposing her glistening pussy, her thick thighs spread wide. She reached down, spreading her lips, revealing her throbbing clit. “Lick it,” she ordered, her voice harsh. “Suck on it like a fucking lollipop.” I dove in, my tongue licking up her slit, circling her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking against my face. “Harder,” she demanded, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Suck it harder.” I obeyed, my mouth sucking on her clit, my tongue flicking it rapidly. She came with a scream, her juices flooding my mouth. She pushed me away, her chest heaving. “Now it’s your turn,” she said, a wicked smile on her face. She unzipped my pants, pulling out my hardening cock. She stroked it, her hand tight and rough. “I want you to fuck my mouth,” she said, her voice a low purr. “I want to feel your cum shooting down my throat.” She took me into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, her hand working in tandem. She gagged, tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t stop. She took me deeper, her nose buried in my pubes, her throat constricting around my shaft. She pulled off, gasping for breath, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to my cock. “Fuck my face,” she begged, her voice hoarse. “Use my mouth like a fucking toilet.”