Amazing Jess West and Ava Austen Lesbian Sex in the Female Fake Taxi

The backseat of the fake taxi is a sweaty oven, the smell of cheap leather and hot pussy mingling in the air. Jess West, behind the wheel, watches Ava Austen in the rearview mirror, her eyes locked onto the younger woman’s tits, bouncing slightly with every bump in the road. “Fuck, it’s hot,” Ava mutters, her fingers already at the buttons of her blouse, popping them open to reveal her heaving breasts. Jess licks her lips, her hand slipping down to rub her cunt through her jeans. “Plenty of time,” she growls, her voice thick with lust. Ava smirks, her legs spreading wide, skirt hiking up to show her glistening pussy. She leans back, fingers diving into her wet slit, spreading her lips wide to give Jess a clear view. “Like what you see, driver?” she coos, her fingers circling her clit, making her hips buck.

Jess groans, her hand fumbling with her belt, needing to feel her bare skin. She kicks off her shoes, toes curling as she finally frees her cock, thick and hard, leaking pre-cum. Ava’s eyes widen, her mouth watering at the sight. She crawls forward, her ass in the air, giving Jess a perfect view of her dripping cunt. She leans over the seat, her breath hot on Jess’s ear. “Want a taste?” she whispers, her hand wrapping around Jess’s shaft, stroking it slowly. Jess nods, her breath hitching as Ava’s tongue traces the shell of her ear, then down her neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. Ava’s hand works Jess’s cock, her thumb spreading the pre-cum over the head, making it glisten. She leans back, a wicked smile on her face, her fingers dripping with her own juices. “Ready for the main event?” she purrs, her eyes never leaving Jess’s as she lifts her ass, positioning herself over Jess’s hard cock, lowering herself slowly, inch by inch, until she’s fully seated, her pussy stretched wide around Jess’s thick shaft.