Fake Taxi Horny brunette uses her sexy ass to pay for her taxi fare [Fake Taxi]

The meter ticked away, each second costing more than she could afford. The brunette, dressed like she’d just stepped out of a college lecture, eyed the taxi driver’s reflection in the rearview. She licked her lips, plotting. “It’s like €20 a kilometer,” she murmured, sliding her hand up her thigh, bunching her skirt higher. The driver’s breath hitched, his hands tightening on the wheel. She leaned forward, her voice a sultry purr, “You like what you see?” Her fingers trailed up her inner thigh, teasing the edge of her lace panties. The taxi swerved slightly, the driver’s grip faltering. She smirked, knowing she had him. “How about we negotiate my fare another way?” she whispered, her fingers slipping inside her panties, rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles. The driver’s eyes flicked to her, then back to the road, his Adam’s apple bobbing. She smiled, her legs spreading wider, giving him a clear view of her slick, glistening pussy. “What do you say, driver? Want to cash in on this ride?”

Her hand moved faster, her breath coming in short gasps. She moaned softly, her body arching as she slid a finger inside her wet cunt, then another. The driver’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his chest heaving. She pulled her fingers out, glistening with her juices, and brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean. “Mmm, I taste so good,” she purred, her eyes locked on his. She flipped over, getting on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, her skirt riding up to her waist. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust. “Come on, driver. Fuck me. Let’s call it even.” She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks, revealing her tight, puckered asshole. “Or better yet, fuck my ass. Make it worth your while.” The taxi came to a grinding halt, the driver’s restraint snapping as he lunged at her, his cock hard and ready.