In our line of work as night shift taxi drivers, we have a wide range of contacts, from gentlemen to beggars, from ladies to prostitutes, and any kind of people, any kind of strange and bizarre things can happen at any time in front of us. That’s why I decided not to get married and drive a taxi every night.
I have seen all kinds of women, black market ladies, strong women, and even all kinds of lonely and disgruntled women. Not to mention the old, ugly and poorly built ones, but if I meet a young, beautiful and hot woman, I can have a good time.
I put a big long mirror in the taxi, and I could clearly see the drunken faces of the beautiful girls in the backseat, the smiles of their drunken dreams, and even their various kinds of marquee tits, which were full of vitality as their breaths rose and fell, as if they were about to explode out of their clothes. It was as if I was having sex with that natural creature, and I felt the urge to ejaculate. The best thing is that I have installed a small mirror in the upper right corner, and when I look at it, their big grandma, middle grandma and small grandma have become a big close-up in the mirror, such as two volcanoes about to erupt, I really want to touch and pinch them down.
However, although I am a debauched wanderer, I am not a sex fiend, so I would never do anything that breaks the law, such as indecent assault and rape. Why sacrifice your youth for a woman while sitting in jail? You only need to endure a little, since the women who have intercourse with you will not be few.
Now, let’s all join me in enjoying my erotic encounter with my first woman!
Late that night, I parked my taxi outside a bar in Tsim Sha Tsui to wait for a passenger, and there was a woman in her 20s or 30s who got into the cab, and she didn’t say where she was going, but just said bashfully and annoyingly that she wanted to swim in the Chek Lap Kok River.
Naturally, I begged for it and flew straight out of Princess Road towards Shatin, also looking at her in the mirror for a moment. She looked a little sad, but full of anger, as if there was not a single good person in the world. She said she was swimming in the Chek Lap Kok River, but then she closed her eyes and her face was slightly red, as if she had been drinking.
I then looked at her breasts in the upper right mirror, and it turned out to be a busty girl after all, a pair of headlights of thirty-six inches or more, rising and falling rapidly like rolling oil! I secretly screamed a good wave, and my own dick got hard with it.
The taxi soon entered Sha Tin and traveled 120 kilometers along the Tolo Highway into Tai Po, then on to Sheung Shui, flying like a cloud, going up to the sky and down to the earth, cutting left and right, from Sheung Shui to Yuen Long, and then out of the city by way of Tuen Mun. When the meter jumped to $300, the woman suddenly spoke up, startling me, thinking that she was going to accuse me of making quick money by driving the car as fast as a rocket.
Turns out she didn’t mind me at all, and she started pouring her heart out to me, saying that she was a rich guy’s mistress, but tonight the guy got tired of playing with her and broke up with her. It wasn’t his heartlessness that made her angry, it was the lack of a breakup fee for her!
I naturally accused her of being a lover, and was therefore very much in sympathy with her. I saw her give a mysterious smile. The fare had reached five hundred dollars when the woman suddenly ordered me to pull into an open parking lot and stop.
She opened her handbag and said that she had lost her silver purse and had no money. I have seen this kind of thing many times and was about to drive her to the police station, but she said she could do whatever I wanted, including her body.
I am used to the world, I am guessing her real purpose, and she is already undoing the buttons of her shirt. When she even took off her bra, the two big white and pink bamboo shoots tits rose up and shook slightly, making me very impulsive!
She pulled her panties out of her skirt again and pulled a condom out of her handbag and tossed it to me. As if hypnotized by her lustful eyes, I stepped into the back seat, removed my pants, and put on the condom.
The girl was ashamed, but she skillfully sat on me, her huge snow-white breasts jiggling in front of me. I grabbed and touched and held them, and found that they were amazingly bouncy, really first-class tits!
However, she looked fierce and angry, as if she wanted to eat me, which made me feel a little uneasy while enjoying myself! But on closer inspection, it wasn’t like she was looking at me in anger.
Suddenly, she hugged me vigorously and sat down from the top, and my anti-aircraft gun was aimed right at her vitals, immediately hitting the center of the red center accurately, and my thick, hard prick entered her flesh hole completely.
The woman whimpered, her whole body trembling, her long hair and breasts whipping and tossing wildly. There was a lewd smile of surprise and satisfaction on her face, but there was also a shadow of an avenger’s triumph.
I realize since, just inches of her cannibalistic stare is just anger at her lover, and at the moment she seems to be putting a rim hat on him, but didn’t she and he break up? Why is she still acting like this?
At this time, her excitement and happiness seems to have overridden everything, like an innocent little girl riding a wooden horse, up and down swinging, two solid as a hard shell fruit nipples up and down, more and more throw more and more rapid, rapid to see her meat meat, rapid to the soon to be thrown out!
My hands were busy in capturing the numerous snow white boobs, I finally caught them, gripping the big fleshy globes hard while she moaned so loud that it almost shattered my eardrums, even the body of the car shook!
She cried out, opened her lips and kissed me furiously. I couldn’t support myself and held her breasts vigorously and let it out on her.
Afterwards, she opened her handbag, but said she had found a silver bag and gave me a thousand dollars, which I accepted happily, thinking it was a reward for a taxi driver from a wealthy client. I thought it was a reward from a rich man to a taxi driver and happily accepted it. Later, I thought to myself: she had the look of a hostess and was full of disdain, so was she not treating me like a male prostitute?
But why did she say that she did not have any money in the first place? That was simply intentional, the purpose was to have me have sex with her to create the illusion of being forced, and then to insult me with the money afterward to show that I was inferior to her. Oh, my God! This sick woman!
However, I had fully enjoyed her, I had kissed her, groped her tits, and wildly penetrated her pussy until I cum, and there was no denying that I had my rewards after all.
We exchanged phone numbers, but I don’t even know her last name, so I’ll call her Ms. Mystery!
After that, she didn’t call with me at all. And I didn’t want to look for her. As the saying goes, a red face is a curse, and the word “color” is a knife, not to mention that she only regarded me as a driver.
However, one night a month later, Miss Mystery asked me through the call center to go to Tsim Sha Tsui East to pick her up. I was secretly delighted, however, when I arrived, I was greatly disappointed because she was accompanied by a 50- or 60-year-old ghost.
She was very affectionate with him, probably her new master! They were both drunk, especially the man, so drunk that he had trouble walking.
Miss Mystery actually wanted me to go to the same place as last time, the open parking lot.
On the way to the car, I saw the white cleavage on her low-cut shirt, and the old man even reached inside to touch and squeeze her breasts. Ms. Mystery deliberately screamed loudly from time to time, which was particularly ear-splitting!
When we arrived at our destination, she instructed me to dead fire, walk away for a while, and come back in fifteen minutes. Naturally, I understood that they wanted to have a wild fight. At that time, she looked at me in a particular way, which made me realize that she seemed to be demonstrating to me! However, bringing a drunken old man was too ridiculous!
I walked to the edge of the hill and lit a cigarette, feeling that her intention contained a warning that the old man had money and I did not, and that she would rather choose the old man than me!
I was a little pissed off and moved quietly from the other side of the room, crouching and moving quietly over to the cab. The garage lights were on and Miss Mystery had stripped down, she was laying down with her two big tits moving around and the old geezer was crouching over her half naked but he didn’t have the energy to even touch her tits. Miss Mystery was angry and anxious, excited and disappointed. Her pair of watery eyes swung shockingly and made me angry and hateful!
The old geezer finally couldn’t, and the old geezer crouched down on the seat and got drunk. Miss Mystery took off and landed in the car by the men’s side door, and I saw her naked, with a stripped dress covering her front, like a lioness who had been hungry for three days and was eagerly seeking her prey. She finally came to me and the dress fell to the floor. Her eyes glittered with lust, her cheeks were red, like high fever, her whole body vibrated like cold, and her two snow-white breasts were shaking and rising, heavy and shaking.
And I was so impulsive and inexplicably angry that I immediately pulled down my pants, forced her against the front of the car the moment she clung to me, and thrust my hard prick hard into her cunt.
Ms. Mystery screamed like a wounded beast and began to wrestle with me, kissing me furiously while I gripped her tits hard and pumped them furiously.
She moaned, and I entangled, by I pushed her upper body lying on the hood of the car, black hair like a female ghost in the head of the car, snow-white round and huge breasts but still upward anger, like two eruption of the big volcano shaking, and Miss Mystery’s two sore snow-white legs, was I lifted up to the high, thick and hard stick of meat to her slit wildly pumping and thrusting.
She initially let out an unspecified yelp, but gradually she cried, but without tears. Then she laughed again, but it was like crying again.
As a result, the moans were like laughter and crying, stimulating my nerve pores, so I let go of her feet and helped her up.
When she threw herself at me, a pair of full milli tits beating down on me, I bit down hard on one of her tits.
The moaning Miss Mystery let out a strange scream like a pig being slaughtered in the middle of the night, or more like the scream of a female ghost being stabbed in the heart with a mahogany sword. Her whole body shook and clutched my ass, and that’s when I ejaculated into her.
We each put our clothes back on and sat down on the floor with our backs against the back of the cab, smoking cigarettes. Ms. Mystery told me that the old geezer was her new rice class master, old, ugly and often a eunuch. But she didn’t care. Money was all that mattered.
As for why she made love to me in front of him, it was a total rebellion, a malicious revenge that proved she didn’t love him at all!
“Is that it? And do you love me again?”
She didn’t answer, but just said that she would come to me when she was lonely. I think she is just recalling the excitement of the last time we played the game with me, “ate over the search for flavor” only.
How can such a woman have true feelings! Moreover, if I tangle with her, I have the possibility of dying in the streets, and it’s dangerous for her as well.
I told Ms. Mystery that it would be best if we never saw each other again, and she laughed maniacally as her huge breasts fluttered, what a slut!