Fake Taxi – Welsh MILF in summer dress with big tits seduces the cab driver, gets plastered in cum

The cab reeked of cheap air freshener, but the woman who slid into the backseat was anything but ordinary. Her summer dress hugged every curve like it was painted on, the thin fabric doing little to hide the lush, heavy tits that threatened to spill out. She leaned forward, her breath hot on my ear, whispering filthy promises. “Ever fucked a passenger, driver?” Her hand snaked up my thigh, fingers tracing the outline of my cock through my pants. I swerved slightly, caught off guard by her boldness. She laughed, a low, throaty sound, and then her hand was on my zipper, freeing my hard cock. She didn’t waste time, her mouth enveloping me in a wet, sucking heat. Her tongue swirled around the head, teasing the sensitive underside. She moaned, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure straight to my balls. She pulled back, spitting on my cock, coating it in her saliva. She then straddled me, her dress hiked up around her waist, revealing her glistening pussy. She impaled herself on my cock, her wet cunt swallowing me whole. She rode me hard, her tits bouncing wildly, her moans filling the cab. She ground against me, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone. She came with a scream, her pussy clamping down on my cock. I grabbed her hips, thrusting up into her, chasing my own release. I came with a roar, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum. She collapsed against me, her body shaking with laughter. She pulled off me, my cum dripping down her thighs. She leaned back, her dress still hiked up, her tits still exposed. She smiled at me, a wicked, satisfied smile. “Next time, let’s try the backseat,” she said, winking at me as she slid out of the cab, leaving me hard and wanting.

The summer sun beat down on the cab, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. The MILF in the backseat was a vision of filth, her dress rucked up around her waist, her thighs slick with cum. She laughed, a dirty sound, as she ran her fingers through the mess on her thighs, spreading it around. She looked up at me, her eyes gleaming with lust. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked, her voice a low purr. “Seeing me like this, covered in your cum.” She leaned back, her legs spread wide, giving me a clear view of her glistening pussy. She slid her fingers inside, fucking herself slowly, her moans filling the cab. She pulled her fingers out, sucking them clean, her eyes never leaving mine. She then reached for the bottle of water in the cup holder, taking a swig before spraying it onto her tits, the water mixing with the cum already coating her skin. She rubbed it in, her fingers circling her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard peaks. She then reached for my cock, already hard again, stroking it slowly. She leaned forward, her tits pressing against my chest, her mouth hot on my ear. “Let’s do this again,” she whispered, her breath hot on my skin. “But this time, let’s make it really messy.”