I raised my round butt from the seat and lifted my dress up to my waist. Max looked at me, shocked, but took advantage of the opportunity, pulling my ...hong to the side and plunging two fingers into my wetness. The taxi was driving noticeably slower now. As Max fingered me, I continued to rub his cock through his jeans. I pressed harder and his fingers went deeper, gently brushing my g-spot. I moaned loudly and the taxi turned a corner and came to a halt. The driver obviously wanted to do more. His smile was wonderful when he saw what I had in my hands and he raised his arms up, wrists bared ready for tying up. I pulled his shirt up over his head and relished in his bare chest – smooth and tanned, I grabbed his right wrist and tied it tightly to the bed, then the left. I stood up and looked down at his helpless body, my eyes drifted down to his belt – I smiled a wicked smile. My fingers worked at the belt buckle as I quickly slid the wide leather band from his jeans, I could see the. So I slap her back, untie her blue bikini-top, oil her back and relaxObviously my 'mindfull' weed works well, as she gets a grandioseIntelligent & interesting idea to "Please Professor Poet-PETER, can I sit between your legs, Love?Perfectly hidden from my mom's spying eyes, " Warmest of welcomes to come well and warm! Maybe even hot from me?Want me to help you take it off, lustful Love, looking for your sexy. Don't bring it back here." No, I don't want the job. Don't tell me what to do about the car anymore either. I'll do what I decide. Besides, I'm through with you after Tuesday, so I don't have to listen anymore to what you tell me." All right, but I don't remember you listening to what I told you that much anyway. I listen to you though, and I heard what you said. I won't bother you if you really mean it. You can call me if you ever change your mind, and you want to be friends again." I won't.