They were usually old or didn't speak English, and kept their head firmly fixed on the road while they drove as slowly as possible to rack up a decent... fix for the night without pissing off the passenger too much. When I jumped in the cab and slurred out my address, I realised that the cabbie was actually really hot. Like, really, amazingly hot. He had sexy dark eyes fringed with thick lashes, and behind the blue taxi shirt was obviously a large, toned chest. He smiled at me as I entered the. You said let's go to my room and drink so we drank some beers watch a bit of tv talking about stuff i glance at u touching your hair and i went to kiss u and u kiss me and we stare at each other. we started making out hardcore and i started touching and feeling your face then your back and body. then your boobs as you do the same accept u went to my cock.i pull off your shirt and went to your tits sucking them and bitting them u moan and u said ohhhhhhhhh fuck yes this is good dammit!!! and i. “I'm house sitting for a few days while they're away” she replied. “Come in, come in and you can tell me all about life in France, I'd love to hear about it”. She continued, and she leaned forward to kiss me on both cheeks. As her face neared mine I was suddenly intoxicated by the scent of her freshly showered skin and her light delicate perfume. Almost entranced, I motioned toward the door. She turned to lead me into the house and as she spun around the chiffon dress swayed and skated over. Um, go down there and..."I released her nipple and looked at her, smiling. "Eat pussy? Just try to stop me, Jenny." Oh, good! I want that." She started twirling her fingers in my hair as I moved down, stopping at her right hipbone. I rubbed the tip of my nose around the little beauty mark, smelling her skin, before drifting into the hair of her bush and drinking in her aroused scent. I'd long since found her clit with that finger, which was alternatively stroking the hard little nub and sliding.