Fake Taxi – Saucy SECRETARY swaps MARRIED MEN for the Back of my Taxi

Sliding into the back of my cab, she’s a vision in stockings and a skirt hiked up to her cunt, lips painted red, eyes hungry. She leans forward, her breath hot on my ear, “I need a lift, big boy. And maybe something more.” Her hand snakes over, gripping my cock through my pants. “These married assholes think they can fuck with me all day, now it’s my turn to fuck with them.” She pulls out my dick, strokes it hard, then reaches into her purse, pulling out a condom. She rolls it on, her eyes never leaving mine. “Let’s give them a show they’ll never forget,” she whispers, straddling me. She lowers herself onto my shaft, her pussy wet and ready. She rides me slow, her tits bouncing in my face. I can see the husbands watching, their eyes wide with shock and arousal. She leans back, her hands on my knees, taking me deeper. She moans loud, her pussy clenching around my cock. She’s a fucking secretarial slut, using me to get off, using them to watch. She grinds harder, her breath coming in gasps. She reaches down, rubbing her clit, her body tensing. She comes with a scream, her pussy milking my cock. She collapses onto me, her body shaking. She looks out the window, a smirk on her face. “Looks like they enjoyed the show,” she says, climbing off me. She adjusts her skirt, winks at me, and slides out of the cab, leaving me hard and wanting, my dick still covered in her juices.