Backseat squirter soaks rental van

Title: “Backseat Squirter: Mrs. Faffef’s Wild Ride”

The sun was shining brightly on this warm summer afternoon, as a sleek, black rental van cruised down the suburban streets. Little did the neighbors know, a wild ride was about to take place right under their noses in the backseat of that innocent vehicle. Inside sat the stunning Mrs. Faffef, a busty, sexy MILF in her prime, ready to unleash her pent-up desires with an unsuspecting stud.

Mrs. Faffef, a bombshell in her fitted red dress, looked over at her hired driver, a young, rugged man with a charming smile. As they got stuck in traffic, she couldn’t help but let her mind wander to naughty thoughts. She scanned his physique, admiring his strong arms and broad shoulders, imagining how they would feel against her supple skin. Her gaze drifted lower, eyeing the bulge in his jeans, envisioning what lay beneath.

The tension in the air was palpable, and the driver couldn’t help but notice Mrs. Faffef’s smoldering eyes on him. He glanced over, Locked into her intense gaze, and felt his heart race. He knew something was about to go down when she slowly lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her lacy black panties.

“Take a left up ahead,” Mrs. Faffef instructed, her voice dripping with desire. “Let’s find a scenic spot to enjoy the view.”

The driver eagerly obliged, turning down a secluded road leading to a quiet wooded area. Once parked, Mrs. Faffef undid her seatbelt and crawled into the backseat, beckoning the driver to join her.

“Come here, handsome,” she purred, unbuckling her bra and letting her ample breasts spill out. “I need you to take care of me.”

The driver’s heart pounding, he climbed into the back, his eyes feasting upon Mrs. Faffef’s curves. She wasted no time, grabbing his hands and placing them on her breasts, urging him to squeeze and caress her soft flesh. He obliged, kneading her breasts as she moaned in pleasure, her hips grinding against him.

“Touch me,” she whispered, guiding his hand down her body to the damp patch on her panties. “Feel how wet I am for you.”

He slipped his fingers beneath the fabric, gasping when he felt her slick, engorged lips. She was drenched, and he knew he had to taste her. Sliding down her body, he yanked off her panties and dove in, lapping at her sweet nectar. Mrs. Faffef threw her head back, gripping his hair as her hips bucked against his face, urging him to devour her.

The driver feasted on her pussy, flicking his tongue over her sensitive clit and thrusting it inside her tight channel. Her juices flowed freely, drenching his chin as he brought her closer to the edge. When he suckled on her clit, Mrs. Faffef’s world shattered, and she climaxed with an ear-piercing scream.

Her body convulsed as she came, but the driver didn’t let up, continuing to lap up every drop of her essence. As her orgasm wound down, he looked up at her with a smirk, his handsome face glistening with her juices. Mrs. Faffef, still catching her breath, reached for his belt and undid it with shaky fingers.

“I need you inside me,” she panted, freeing his rock-hard cock from his jeans. “Fuck me hard, baby. Make me squirt all over this backseat.”

The driver didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly removed his pants and boxers, his impressive length bobbing in anticipation. As Mrs. Faffef positioned herself on hands and knees, the driver climbed up behind her, grabbing her hips and grinding his cock against her needy pussy.

He teased her for a moment, rubbing the head of his dick up and down her slit, coating himself in her slippery arousal. Mrs. Faffef pushed back against him, desperate to feel him inside her. With a swift thrust, the driver buried himself to the hilt, groaning at her tight heat enveloping him.

He set a fast, hard pace, slamming into Mrs. Faffef’s pussy with force, giving her what she craved. His pelvis slapped against her ass, the lewd sounds of their fucking filling the air. Mrs. Faffef’s moans grew louder with each thrust, her nails digging into the leather seats.

“Harder!” she cried. “Fuck me harder!”

The driver obliged, gripping her hips tighter and pounding into her ruthlessly. Their bodies were slick with sweat, the backseat rocking with their intense fucking. Mrs. Faffef’s pussy clenched around him, her second orgasm building quickly.

Suddenly, her world exploded again, her body convulsing as her pussy sprayed her juices all over the backseat. The driver fucked her through her climax, prolonging her pleasure. As she came down, he picked up the pace, chasing his own release.

With a loud grunt, he buried himself deep and came, shooting his load into Mrs. Faffef’s quivering cunt. His cock jerked inside her as he filled her with his hot seed, marking her as his.

They collapsed onto the seat, both panting and spent, their bodies intertwined. Mrs. Faffef nuzzled his neck, pressing soft kisses to his skin as they came down from their intense high.

“What a ride,” she said with a satisfied smile, admiring the backseat now soaked with her squirt and their sweat. “I’ll definitely be giving you a five-star rating.”

The driver chuckled, embracing her closer. He knew this wasn’t just any ordinary fare; it was a journey neither of them would ever forget. As they lay there, basking in the afterglow, they knew this was just the beginning of many wild rides to come.