1. The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    pretty sure we kicked off the orgy that followed. When I finally untangled myself from Mr. Customer and Linda, I could see that the room was covered in naked and half-naked bodies fucking and sucking. I could see Helen sitting in the corner, watching everything, like a vulture at a battlefield. The smile on her face gave me a chill.&#034 Clara dropped to my side on the bed and I held her tightly as she slept. SEPTEMBER: CLARA AND UBER After Labor Day, our routine was re-established. I know now that many men fantasize about giving control of their cocks to their wives or girlfriends. But in real life, it's challenge to maintain a relationship built on abstinence and control. In late September, I found myself dropping a passenger off in front of Clara's building. A new fare popped up on the app. Someone else in the building needed a ride. I accepted the fare without looking at the name. The doors opened, and Clara came striding out. This was not a coincidence. But, how did she know I was here? She was wearing a beige suit with a very short skirt and bone-colored high heels. The jacket fit her immaculately. I could see that she wasn't wearing a blouse under the jacket, but it was cut so that I couldn't quite see her bra. Just enough of her tits to make you want more. Not her typical business attire. When she got in the back seat, I got a flash of her panties. &#034Hey, you!&#034 I said &#034Nice surprise.&#034 &#034Driver, I'm in no mood for a conversation right now. Just get ...
    me to my meeting, do you understand?&#034 &#034Yes, Miss,&#034 I said. I adjusted my mirror so that she couldn't see my eyes, but I could see her body. I couldn't take my eyes off her tits, which didn't make it easy to drive. I'm sure she knew I was looking at her. I watched as she unbuttoned her jacket slowly. She was wearing low-cut bra that emphasized her cleavage. She played with her tits for several minutes, tracing the lacy edge of the bra. Then, with one quick snap, she undid her bra from the front. Clara started pinching her nipples with her right hand and moaning softly. I realized that I couldn't see her left hand. I had a pretty good idea where it was. It was difficult to keep my eyes on the road. Clara's moans became louder and closer together. The smell of her pussy, which I knew intimately, was now filling the car. It was maddening to be so close to he while she got off like this. My cock was hard and it was rubbing tightly against my jeans. I wanted to badly to pull over and fuck her, or at least get a better view of Clara pleasuring herself. But she had made her expectations clear. I missed a light and nearly rear-ended a car as she came. She didn't hold back. She moaned louder and louder and eventually came with a scream, banging her head against the headrest several times. She pulled out her left hand and sucked the fingers, before running them through her short red hair. As she was composing herself, I pulled up to our destination. The W Hotel. Had she worn ...
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