The cab broke down and I’m getting late for a get together. I could hail another cab only if I could find one.Him: Oh bhaiya! What happened?Driver: ...’m not really sure… There was sharp ping sound and immediately the engine died. I’m afraid I don’t think I can drop the lady to the place she asked for… (saying this he plunged his face back into the hood)Him: Well… Miss… If you’re comfortable then I could drop you wherever you intended to go. Would you be interested?Her: It’s Ms. Sohini. I’d be. I had a girlfriend, but would spend everyday thinking about the next time that John and I would get together. I was hooked. One night, about six months later, I was over at his place. It ddin’t take long to start playing. We both knew why we where together and we couldn’t wait to start. I had John strip and lay down on the couch. I start with running my hands over his chest. He had a great body. I loved touching him. My hands moved lower. I looked at John’s face and smiled. I ran my. "Holy ... fuck Cara. Holy fuck. Oh shit that was fantastic. I think you collapsed something in there. No one has ever got me off like that. Well," I couldn't resist, "not since I was an altar boy, anyway." She fell back laughing and I attacked her with tickles and kisses. So her lips were spermy, big deal. It was all good. We were all good.I made a move to return the favor but she pushed me away. "We tried that, remember? I need cock, not tongue. Anyway, I got pleasure making you come like. She sank her hips down, taking me all the way in and groaned: "Oh fuck, yessssssssssssss. I love that first deep push!" She rose up, lifting almost all the way off me and then sank down. It felt really good. I had never felt anything this good. My cock was encased in a slippery tight sheath. Amazingly tight, since I had seen it gaping wide only a few minutes earlier. I was gasping with the pleasure of it. She rode up and down the full length of my cock, both our bodies writhing and churning.