But this cabbielooked decent with all praying and stuff. I decided not to panic and get somesleep on the way back. I opened the window and leaned back...on the seat. Notmuch comfortable but the breeze started hitting my body and i felt cold as mysweat evaporated. I felt better. I opened window fully.As he drove faster the windstarted hitting me with stronger force. “You can adjust the seat, madam.The Cabbie spoke. He pointed me to a lever which pulls my seat backwards.Ofcourse i knew abt it. I. I knew then what he was doing. After about 10 minutes it stopped. He said ‘now hold it all in.’ I felt him pull the hose out. ‘This is just a little bigger’ he said. I felt something going in me again and it was bigger. Feeling the water inside me I couldn’t tell what this was. Surely he wasn’t going to fuck me now? I could feel my hole stretching open further. He said ‘Ok almost there.’ I felt like it was getting bigger and bigger in me to the point of almost hurting then it stopped. It felt. She gave me a wicked smile and said they do come in different sizes and form. Well I consider myself well endowed between my legs and it was at half mast when she saw it too. I decide to play along and said so you think its big. Then she started telling me about her sex life and I realised that she was a desperate housewife. So I enquired about it and she suddenly became open about it and told me that the last time she had sex was nearly 3 months. I appeared shocked and told her that her hubs. Well, yea, duh, I did do it. But again I was very very quiet about it. I kept on being that way, to underscore my point.A couple weeks later, there was a Sunday where the folks went to bed early for work, but we had the Monday off from school. It was one of those professional development days where the teachers had to go in and catch up on their work.We were certainly old enough to be left home alone.The thing was that night before. Well before the folks retired, Angie disappeared into her.