Short hair Ebony MILF Stunner with big boobs knows how to handle a stunning cock [Fake Taxi]

The backseat of the cab reeked of desperation and cheap cologne. She slid in, her short hair framing a face that was all business, but her eyes—oh, those fuck-me eyes—told a different story. Her tits, massive and unconstrained, strained against her shirt, begging to be freed. She leaned over, her breath hot on my ear, and whispered, “Take me to the end of the line, driver.” Her hand snaked down, gripping my cock through my pants. No foreplay, just raw, filthy need. She unzipped me, her fingers wrapping around my shaft, stroking hard. “Fuck, you’re big,” she muttered, her thumb circling the head, spreading the pre-cum. She leaned down, her tongue flicking out, licking the sensitive skin. Her lips wrapped around me, taking me deep, her head bobbing as she sucked me like a fucking champion. The cab filled with the sounds of her slurping, her moans vibrating around my cock. She pulled off, her spit coating my shaft, and straddled me, her pussy wet and ready. She impaled herself on my cock, her hips grinding as she rode me hard. The cab rocked with the force of her movements, her tits bouncing wildly. She leaned back, her hands braced on my thighs, and screamed, “Fuck me harder, driver!” Her pussy clenched around me, her orgasm ripping through her. She collapsed forward, her body shaking with aftershocks. She looked at me, a wicked smile on her face, and said, “Now it’s your turn, driver. Fuck my face.”

Outside the cab, the world blurred into a mess of trees and shadows. Inside, it was a fucking inferno. She was on her knees, her ass in the air, her mouth wide open, ready to take my cock. I grabbed her hair, forcing her head back, and thrust into her mouth. She gagged, but took it all, her eyes watering. I fucked her face, hard and fast, my balls slapping against her chin. She reached up, her hands gripping my thighs, her nails digging into my flesh. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock swelling. I pulled out, my cum spraying across her face, her tits, her lips. She licked her lips, a satisfied smile on her face. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed over, and whispered, “Good boy. Now let’s get out of here.” She slid out of the cab, her body glistening with sweat, her hair a mess. She looked back at me, a wicked grin on her face, and said, “Next time, driver, I want you to eat my pussy while I suck your cock. Deal?” And with that, she was gone, leaving me hard and wanting, my cock throbbing with the memory of her mouth, her pussy, her filthy words.