”I thought about it for a few seconds. “I guess I should. I was riding home from school today near the woods by the old Dawkins farm when I heard ... scream. I knew that there should not have been anyone in the woods. I just went to investigate. When I got there, I saw four of the class bullies my age had cornered two girls about 14 or so. One had a torn blouse and a handprint on her cheek and was shielding the other.“I hollered to get the guys’ attention. When they turned toward me the ‘leader’. I was dressed in a bikini and heels, not a common sight in Iowa in December. I flirted with the guys, some who knew I was a sex toy and had used me, and some that had not. There was a lot of groping, ass slapping, and I even gave more than a few blow jobs. By the 5th year it had lost all aspect of vanilla and was a straight up free fuck, where my holes were the thank you and my body, there for their amusement. This year was no different. This year we sent out 63 invitations to our regular. I do look like a cab driver from the outside. But inside this old body, it's another story entirely. Until the new moon a few weeks ago I wasn't a cab driver at all. Before that I was a banker."I laughed He must think I am a fool!"I know it sounds silly, young lady. But yep, a few weeks ago I was very well off - and I really enjoyed the job and the perks that came with it."The old cab hit a pothole and it springs were not up to the shock. I was tossed around on the back seat."Sorry about that.. She squirted right along with me, spraying her sweet cum halfway across the room, leaving a glistening trail across the floor. I, on the other hand, just about drowned her in my cum, squirting all over her face and down her throat.As we both came down from our other-worldly highs, we cuddled close, sweating naked flesh pressed together, our bossoms heaving as we kissed softly and licked our own cum off of each other's faces. After a few minutes of cuddling, I found myself as the little spoon.