Sperm in the milf taxi driver

I got into a taxi, tired after a long day of training. The driver was a woman, about thirty years old, thin with a tired look. Her name was Lera, as I learned from the badge on the dashboard. She smiled warmly, but her eyes showed fatigue.

"Hello," she said.

"Good evening," I replied, settling into the back seat.

Lera pressed the gas, and the car smoothly drove through the evening city. We drove several blocks in silence, but soon Lera started a conversation.

On the way, we chatted a bit.

"It was a tough day," she said, looking in the rearview mirror. "People are so nervous, everyone's in a hurry, yelling."

And I'm here, on pins and needles, all tense.

"I understand," I nodded. "Your job isn't easy."

"Yeah," she sighed. "And life is hard too, my husband left, I'm on my own. No time for anything, just sitting behind the wheel."

Her words struck me. I looked at her in the mirror, noticing how her lips trembled with restrained emotions. There was such longing in her gaze that I couldn't resist making an offer.

"Maybe I can distract you?" I said, feeling my heart start to beat faster. "You know, sometimes sex is the best medicine for fatigue."

Lera froze for a moment, then her eyes widened in surprise. She looked at me, and I saw a spark of interest mixed with doubt in her gaze.

"Are you serious?" she asked, her voice not showing displeasure.

"Absolutely," I replied, feeling my cock begin to swell in my pants. "You have no time for anything, let alone relationships. I can relieve your fatigue and dissatisfaction."

Lera fell silent, and I saw her hands tighten on the steering wheel, the girl was thinking. She closed her eyes for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay," she said, her voice becoming hoarse. "But not here. I know a place."

She turned off the main street and drove down narrow, dark alleys. My heart beat faster and faster, anticipating sex. I felt my thick cock swelling, demanding release.

Soon we stopped in an empty parking lot near an old warehouse. Lera turned off the engine, and silence fell in the cabin, broken only by our heavy breathing.

"Well," she said, turning to me. "Show me what you can do."

I didn't hesitate. I unbuckled my belt, then my pants, and pulled out my cock. It was huge, thick, and already ready for action. Lera looked at it, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"God," she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement. "You weren't kidding."

"Not a bit," I replied, feeling my cock throb in anticipation.

Lera opened the door and got out of the car. I quickly followed her, closing the door with my foot. She stood by the hood, her thin body trembling with anticipation.

"Fuck me," she said, turning to me. "Hard. No romance."

I didn't need any more words. I approached her from behind, grabbed her waist, and pressed her against the cold metal of the hood. Lera moaned, feeling my hot breath on her neck.

I pulled her pants down a bit, revealing a rather large ass and a slightly unshaven pussy. I wanted to start massaging her clit, but Lera interrupted me.

"Don't, I'm already ready," she replied, her voice hoarse with desire. "Do it, faster."

I didn't hesitate. In one motion, I positioned my cock at her entrance and pushed it into her wet pussy. Lera cried out loudly, her body shuddering with pleasure.

"Oh, god," she whispered, gripping the hood. "You're so big."

I started moving, slowly at first, enjoying her warmth and wetness. Lera moaned, her body writhing under my thrusts. I felt her pussy squeezing my cock, how ready she was to explode with pleasure.

"Faster," she whispered, turning her head toward me. "Fuck me harder."

I sped up the pace, feeling my cock plunge deeper into her. Lera moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure. I grabbed her hair, pressed her against the hood, and started fucking her hard, like a cheap whore, which apparently she liked.

"Oh, yes," she cried, her voice breaking with pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!"

At these words, my cum starts to boil, but I knew it wasn't time yet. My cock was stretching her tight pussy, and I wanted her to feel every vein of my tense tool.

"You're a dirty whore," I whispered, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock tighter. "You should serve young guys."

Lera moaned in response, her body writhing under my powerful thrusts. I felt her orgasm approaching, how ready she was to explode.

"I'm close," she was already rasping. "I'm going to cum soon."

I sped up the pace, thrusting into her ass, feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze my cock like a glove. Lera moaned loudly, her body shuddering with orgasm. I felt her pussy squeezing my cock, how she was flooding with pleasure.

"Oh, god," she cried, gripping the hood. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"

I kept fucking her, even as her orgasm began to subside. Lera trembled with pleasure, her body covered in sweat. I felt my cum starting to boil, how ready it was to burst out.

"Now it's my turn," I whispered, feeling my cock throb inside her.

"Wait, not in..."

But my thick cum was already bursting out of my cock, filling her, a woman starved of male affection, tight pussy.

"Agh, ohhh, you idiot," Lera moaned.

I waited until my cock stopped throbbing and the last of the cum splashed into the woman pressed against the hood.

"Come on, forget it." I slapped her thick ass, wiped the traces of cum on her panties, and went to the car.

A couple of seconds later, the quieted woman got behind the wheel.

"Sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to call you names, it's just I'm not on the pill."

"Forget it, you're unlikely to get pregnant the first time, let's go, I'm very tired," I replied.

"You're my stallion," she said playfully, slammed the door, and started the car.

We chatted a bit more, she thanked me again, and in the end, she gave me her Telegram username. But for me, it was just a way to relieve tension after training, we never met again.