Taxiwith big boobs makes driver cum 4 times in a row

Title: “The Hot Cab Ride of a Lifetime: A Busty Brunette’s Magical Mouth”

Ah, the grind of a taxi driver’s life. The traffic, the rude passengers, the endless orders from control. It’s enough to make a hardened cabbie like Old Jack consider an early retirement. But one fateful evening, a chance fare would change everything, and make him forget all about the monotony of the job.

It was a rainy night, and the streets were slick with moisture. Jack had just dropped off a fare at the airport and was heading back into town when his dispatcher radioed him with a new pickup. “Taxi 278, we have a passenger waiting at 14th and Main. Female, 50s,Possible. Have a nice night.” The voice crackled to life.

Jack pulled up to the curb and flashing lights illuminated the passenger waiting there. He did a double-take. This was no old lady – it was a credentialed brunette, couldn’t be more than 25, wearing a low-cut top that put her bountiful boson on full display. She hurried in out of the rain, her heeled boots clicking on the pavement.

“Evening, miss. Where to tonight?” Jack asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road. But try as he might, he couldn’t help peeking at her cleavage whenever he got a red light.

The busty babe smiled coyly. “Just drive around for a bit, stud. I’ll let you know where I want you to drop me off.” She leaned back and crossed her long legs, letting her skirt ride up her thighs.

Jack felt a stirring in his loins as he pulled back into traffic. He cranked the air conditioning, praying it would cool him down. As they drove, the she-thief makes eager butt sex requests, her sultry voice sending shivers down his spine.

“I hope you don’t mind if I have a little smoke,” she purred, lighting up a cigarette. She took a long drag, then leaned over and blew the smoke in Jack’s face, her breasts brushing against his arm. “Does that bother you, baby?”

Jack swallowed hard, his mouth going dry. “No ma’am. Anything you want.” He chuckled nervously.

The vixen smiled wider and uncrossed her legs, her hand sliding up her inner thigh beneath her skirt. “I think you know EXACTLY what I want,” she hissed. In one fluid motion, she unbuckled her seatbelt and shimmied across the front seat, laying herself across Jack’s lap.

His eyes nearly popped out of his head as she began to stroke his throbbing member through his pants. “Holy shit!” Jack moaned, nearly swerving. “What are you doing?”

She shot him a wicked grin and freed his rigid manhood from its denim prison. “Isn’t it obvious, silly? I’m going to make you feel really fucking good.” She stuck out her tongue and swirled it around the swollen purple head.

Jack groaned as her hot mouth enveloped his throbbing cock. He gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles as she began to suck and slurp obscenely. Her lips stretched wide around his thick shaft as she took him deeper and deeper into her throat.

He reached down and groped her heavy tits as she worked, pinching and rolling the stiff nipples through the thin fabric. She gasped and moaned around his cock, the vibrations driving him wild.

After several tense minutes, the strain became too much for Jack. With a strangled cry, he exploded in her eager mouth, his hot seed spurting down her throat. She gulped it down greedily, licking her lips.

But she wasn’t done yet. Greedily, she continued to vigorously stroke and suck his heavy balls, determined to make him hard again. Jack gasped and shuddered as his cock twitched back to attention, the spunk still dripping down his shaft.

The vixen repeated this messy process three more times as they drove around the deserted city streets, each time bringing Jack to a earth-shattering orgasm with her skilled mouth and throat. She would lovingly lick him clean while he caught his breath, stroking his balls and lapping up the drops of spunk he leaked, awaiting command.

By the end of their ride, Jack was head spinning and out of breath, his balls entirely spent. The cocktail of adrenaline and sexual endorphins was unlike anything he’d experienced before. The buxom beauty gave him a patronizing pat on the cheek and declared herself satisfied, tucking a crisp $100 bill into his shirt pocket with a wink.

“A pleasure doing business with you,” she purred, sliding off his lap and smoothing her rumpled skirt. With one last flash of her enormous cleavage, she stepped out into the rain, disappearing into the night as Jack watched in a daze.

He glanced down at the money in his hand and shook his head. $100 for one earth-shattering blowjob that made his cock erupt like Old Faithful four times in a row? Not a bad night’s work for a cabbie. Jack pulled away from the curb with a smile and headed back to his dispatch, whistling a jaunty tune. He had a feeling business was about to pick up.

THE END