“Come in, madam,” he said with a mannish voice.I was very angry until I saw him. He had a pair of dark brown magnetic eyes which I cannot see dire...tly. His face was covered with an evenly grown thick beard. He was lean as well as athletic. He had a body of a boxer in a lightweight category. He was neither tall nor short, it was the perfect height as I would say. He had a macho body language.I stood there frozen for a second. And suddenly, I regained my senses. After removing my boots, I walked. "Hi babes," he said as he slipped his arm around my waist and kissed mycheek."How are you bearing up?" I asked."Ok I'm still numb I think. It's not really sunk in yet," he replied."I really am so sorry darling, I loved your mom and dad to bits," I saidtaking his hand and squeezing it gently as I nuzzled into his neck. Hepulled me closer and kissed my forehead as we sat together."Look I wanted to ask you something," he said."What is it?" I asked as I looked up into his eyes."Eh would you stay. There would be no mistaking the tell take noise of the slopping noises of a wet pussy being fingered hard. It felt amazing to be so roughly fingered just after my orgasm. After a few minutes of James' intense fingering, I couldn't take any more and pushed his hand away. "Give me your cock," I demanded. Anyone that's read my other experiences knows that when I cum, I have an intense craving for cock. I pulled James' pants down and engulfed his cock. He was semi-hard and was hard quickly. Dean. So when I slipped into the cab and noticed the cabbie's thick black hair with silver streaks at his temples, I just couldn't help myself.I sat in the back seat , legs apart , lounging as if I were a princess on some crushed velvet and teak Edwardian chaise .Listening to the deep tenor of his voice , imagining how it might feel to have those big strong hands gripping me tightly to him instead of the steering wheel. I hate it when people wake me from daydreams , but that he did and I paid the.