After a meal in a restaurant, me and Matt, my boyfriend, stepped into a large black taxi cab. We were separated from the taxi driver by a panel. There was a large glass window in the centre. The seats were a fake leather material, black and cold. We jumped in quickly and sat very closely together. We were already warmed up and very horny.
He slid his hand up my naked leg and up my crotch. I put my hand on his thigh and gently moved the tips of my fingers up his inner thigh. We turned to each other and began kissing. He combed his fingers through my wavy hair, pushing my lips harder onto his. He slid his fingers into my pantie and slithered his hand in between my pussy lips.
"Ummm, nice and wet," he muttered to himself.
I could see the taxi driver peering at the rear view mirror, and once realising what we were doing he instantly shot his head, transfixing his eyes to the mirror again, and smiled cheekily. I smiled in response to his satisfaction.
I wanted to tease the driver more, this was fun. While turning my right eye towards his reactions, I began kissing my man and grabbing his cock seductively. I rubbed his crotch up and down with such pleasure and attention. I could see the driver gazing intensely, almost ramming the taxi into another car. He stamped on the brake hard before he could hit the car.