"Fuck!" she was being edged, and like a good girl she fought to keep focused, staring at the dark eyes of their taxi driver reflecting in the rear view.

The men on each side of her spoke softly in some unknown tongue. Twenty long digits worked between her legs, spreading wet spiderweb filaments of scented arousal from pussy to nipple to her greedy little mouth.

"Please," she begged the head sliding down her center. Arching up to the tongue flicking, the fingers fucking, she held the stranger's gaze, gasping and tense, so fucking close.

Dark eyes scalding hers she climbed, slick pussy clenching, when he finally released her... spasming... screaming... with a slow, hot, wink.