She moans “don’t stop.” I move my thumb up to flick her clit. She squeals. No need to worry about wetness now. I push one finger way inside her....She whispers in my ear. “That’s it my love, right there.” I push in and out hard. She is bouncing thrusting at my hand. I add a second finger and she really starts to bust a move. We go another 15 miles and she explodes in a loud screaming moaning orgasm. I pull my hand out and she grabs it and quickly sucks it clean. “Oh there’s nothing like the taste. Although technically, I suppose Christmas is over since it’s past mid-night, consider this a post Christmas pick-me-up.This is actually the second part of the “Night at the Club” story I sent you earlier. It starts where that story left off with the cab ride home. The Taxi:We make our way out of the club and hail a passing taxi. As we head home, the look of love and satisfaction on your face is almost angelic. I notice your hand on my crotch as you massage me to hardness and as the cab rolls. I undressed, put a towel down on the couch cushion, applied some of the lube to my anal passageway using my finger. Then, with my pulse thumping in my chest and neck, I began inserting the dildo!It took a couple of tries before I got the aim right, and then, trying to stay as relaxed as I could, I pushed the rounded tip of the dildo inside of myself. It felt slightly strange to be doing that, but it also felt rather good, too; and so I kept working it in deeper.The dildo measured fully ten. I caught her panties and held them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The musky scent of her womanhood made my cock ache. She giggled at the sight of this and commented on how naughty and kinky I was. She asked my if I wanted to smell the real thind, and I said: "ABSOLUTELY!". I laid back on the bed and she got on top of me and straddled my face, with her pussy just millimeters away. I felt every ounce of strength leave my body as the smell of her cunt and the heat coming off it, danced over my.