Minutes later his hand slid from my breast and back to rubbing my bum, then I felt my skirt being pulled up.With my skirt around my waist his hands we...e on my bum through my knickers as I stood astride. Then he rubbed my bum crack, I thought I was about to explode. Then his fingers rubbed my crack from underneath as I gasped. A few more precious minutes moved on and he bent down and slightly pulled my knickers down.Just exposing my bum crack he licked my ass, and then he said “Hold your skirt. Just thinking about being inside of that hot little ass already had me going pretty well!I knew that she’d spent some time in the toilet earlier in the day. Once I started finger-fucking her rectum I was pretty sure she was empty. I used a lot of lube and worked at it slowly, gently until I was using all of my middle finger. Evelyn clung to me moaning and gasping a little as I worked. Using two fingers got a sharp gasp of pain from her, it was very uncomfortable. I used even more lube, helped. Her husband had slowed down. He was trying to look in the rear view mirror. He still had his seat belt on. He could not reach the mirror. I pulled Mrs. Ascot off my cock. She fell back in the seat. I leaned forward to pull open the sliding glass separating the taxi. I looked around. I saw an alley coming up on the right. Hey! Pull in that alley over there on the right. I said. Mr. Ascot turned on the blinker. He could now smell his wife in the back seat. Her wet pussy aroma passed my nose to. The thing is, Susan was sneaky, smart, and so damn sexy. I vowed to myself that I would not underestimate her. I had to factor in our respective relationships with my dad. He loved her, he was almost obsessed with her body. I could hear my dad fucking her, wheezing and puffing, and groaning as he slammed ino her. He'd get this sheepish, smug, shit-eating grin afterwards. My dad would want to believe her. Compare that to my lukewarm relationship with him. If my story was true then he was just a.