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“Hey, dude, want to go get drunk and pick up chicks?” Danny asked his buddy, Chase.Chase shook his head, “I can’t, man. I’m doing my Uber gig tonight.”“Dude, can’t you just blow that off? I mean if money is an issue, I’m happy to buy your drinks tonight,” Danny offered.“Thanks, I appreciate it, but I really don’t mind my job. I meet a lot of interesting people. Besides, tips have been really good lately. But maybe we can go out this weekend,” Chase replied.Danny shrugged, “Sure man, that’s cool. Lemme know when you’re not working, and we can go get inebriated and score some pussy.”Chased laughed. Danny never held back from saying what he was thinking, that’s for sure. But he was a good guy.Chase put on his white dress shirt and black trousers, and just a touch of cologne, and headed out the door. As he started his car, he checked the glove compartment to make sure his stash wasn’t in need of replenishing. otele gelen escort Then he hooked up his iPhone to the hands-free holder and pulled away, waiting for the customary ping sound, indicating he had a customer.It didn’t take long. It never did. He knew he’d be busy all night. His first customer was a repeat. He always loved it when Mrs. Davidson needed a ride!He pulled in front of her house and watched as she waved goodbye to her husband, suitcase in her hand. Chase took the bag from her and placed it carefully in his trunk. Then he opened the door for her and admired her shapely legs.He turned and smiled, waving to her husband as well before he opened his own door to get back in the car.Chase got behind the wheel and said, “You look lovely this afternoon, Mrs. Davidson.”“I wish you’d call me Pam. You’ve been balgat escort my driver at least a dozen times by now,” said the pretty brunette with the soft, pink shirt and the gray pencil skirt.He grinned, “We’ve been over this before, Mrs. Davidson. It would be unprofessional for me to call you by your first name.”Pam sighed, “Okay, Chase. Have it your way.”“I always do, Mrs. Davidson,” he grinned, looking at her in the rear-view mirror. “Same route to the airport as usual?”She smiled, “Absolutely!”He felt himself grow hard as he took the long way. The route that would take them into the parking lot of the nature center where he would drive into Mrs. Davidson.When they arrived at their detour, Chase reached into his stash in the glove compartment.“Condom or no condom today, Mrs. Davidson?” he asked as he made eye contact with her in the elvankent escort rear-view mirror.“No condom, Chase,” she said seductively. “I want to feel your bare cock in me.”“Wicked Ultra Heat Lube or Lovehoney Bliss Orgasm Balm?” he grinned decadently.“You’ve never offered the balm before,” she looked at him inquisitively as he climbed in the back seat.“You’ve never let me fuck you bareback before. The balm is a no-go with condoms. But I should warn you, you’ll still be feeling it inside you on that flight tonight,” he warned.“Well, then, bring it on,” she mused.“Am I pulling out or filling you with my seed, Mrs. Davidson?” he asked, wanting to clarify before he entered her tight, wet pussy with his rigid shaft.“I’m on the pill, fill her up, Chase!” she said as she spread her legs open for him, no panties to get in his way.He slid his pants off and looked at her dripping wet hole. He dabbed a little of the Bliss Balm on his fingers. Then he rubbed her slit from clit to the soft little area between her pussy and her ass. What the hell, he thought as he dabbed a little on her anus as well. Then another little dab inside her juicy walls and he was ready to drive inside. But he teased her with the tip of his cock first, making her moan.

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