Let me describe her She is 22 in age Whitish, slim, tall. She has a killing smile seriously her dimples that came to her face when she smile is simply... just adorable. Her figure maybe 36-24-30. As its winter and taxi driver just on the blower. The taxi is getting warmer and I’m just becoming more warmer by seeing her from the corner of my eyes. I’m becoming nervous as how to talk to her or approach to her and even what if she caught me checking her out. I’m just continue watching her as there no. She slaps my lips and I feel a quiver run through my lower torso. She does it again seeing the reaction the first time. I find I am raising a bit and presenting my ass to her. She takes advantage of it and slaps the cheeks and then slaps the clit. I am so wet I can feel the wetness between my legs now. She strokes my clit with her hand and I about convulse on the bed. She inserts a finger into my wet pussy. I feel it and want it in and out it moves then another finger enters me and the. He welcomed me, offered me tea or whiskey, and seemed happy when I said tea would be fine.“Good lad. I’ve got the kettle on.”I followed him into his spacious kitchen, impressed with the design and noting it was sparkling clean. He noticed. “Bit of a neat freak, a legacy from my late wife. She was the most ordered person I ever knew, and it made an impression on me. I often wondered how she would have dealt with children, but she got sick before we were ready for them, and by then it was too. It felt like he was tearing me into two halves as the steely hot rod pierced me.He then started fucking me in and out. This went on for half an hour after which he climaxed and burst his sperms inside my vagina. After laying for a while he got up and went to the wash room and tidied himself. I too washed myself and cleaned up. He wore my hubby clothes and I too wore a fresh salwaar. He held my hand and brought me to the front room and where I was shocked to find my FIL lying in a pool of blood..