Pushing with my legs against the car door I pushed my head down on his cock as far as I could and started giving him a deep wet sloppy blow job while ...he was driving 90kms down the freeway. I was in heaven licking and teasing his shaft with my tongue, sucking and hugging his cock with my mouth, making sure to get as nice and deep as I could to get that warm wet sticky spit I needed from the back of my throat to be able to suck his cock right! I could hear him moaning and say he had to pull over. - 'mmm, you must be so frustrated.'- 'I am, especially while looking at you'I saw his hand lower onto his lap while still looking at me.- 'I like your stockings'- 'really?'i opened my legs wide - 'it has lace at the top.'I saw his arm moving up and down onto his lap- 'nice wet knickers you got there too'I started rubbing myself through them and moaning a little, I was getting really turned on by this middle aged taxi driver.- 'mmm liking that huh? maybe you should stick some fingers into. "Where are you injured," he asked gently?"It's... It's... It's not me, it's B... B... B... en. He's h... h... h...urt real bad." Her breaths were coming in hitches and fits. Completingwhole thoughts was more than a challenge at the moment. The man looked down at Ben and saw a visible depression in the boys head. He examined Ben's eyes with a pen light and found them dilated. Nor didthey respond to the light of his flashlight. The boy was breathinghowever, but the rest of his body was a mess.. First, I am married to Robert, a sweet and intelligent man. Robert is a manager in public services. He earns a decent salary but he's hardly wealthy. I am a personal assistant in a logistics and transport company. My salary is even less, but then that doesn't matter so much. As you will learn, I am spoilt. Around four years ago I started dating a very handsome, a very direct and sensual man called Saul. I know, i know, married women shouldn't date other men, but then Robert didn't resist. Saul.