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The cab pulled up to the small apartment building on South Beach. The passenger started to open the door but stopped as the driver put her hand out.
"Hey Angel, you've been promising me something for weeks now and I think today is the day that you settle up," the driver said. "I ain't been giving you all these discount rides for nothing."
The driver was a rather haggard looking woman who's name is Betty. She was nothing to look at, driving a cab for 30 years and smoking for 35 had left her dried up and old.
Angel smiled, "Well, I guess it has been quite awhile since we made our deal. Okay, why don't you pull around the corner behind the Gomez Building. Then you can join me back here."
The driver wasted no time pulling the cab around the corner into the empty parking lot. After all her dreams were about to come true. The beautiful passenger was none other than Angel Enriguez, the stunning 20 year old model who was the current hot bikini model. Angel has been burning up the newsstands due to cover shots of her on no less than 3 bikini catalogs and her 2 new posters.
And she is burning up for good reason. Angel is the kind of girl that simply takes your breath away when you see her. The only daughter of her Cuban father, Jael, and her blonde northern Italian mother Monica, herself a well known model in her day, Angel is the perfect blend of 2 countries known for their exotic women.
There was a side to Angel that few people knew about. She was a sexual adventurer and she was about to add another adventure to her list.
The cab driver was reveling in her good fortune as she thought about what she was about to get her hands on. The honey blonde model, a shade over 115 pounds on her 5'6" frame, had a body that was near perfect. Her skin was a gorgeous light olive, her hair fell in cascades to just over her incredible ass. Her face was flawless and glowed with Angel's always present smile. But her best feature, and lots of people agree on this, were her breasts. They were perfection on a girl. In her modeling shots, they always seemed to be bursting out of her top.
Now the deal between the driver and Angel was simple. She gave her discounts on the cab fares and every so often, Angel would give her something in return -- whatever she wanted. She had made it pretty plain over the last couple weeks what she wanted. And it was the girl's incredible breasts. Angel had agreed to let the older woman feel her up, knowing all along the cabbie wanted so much more. But Angel was going to play this game her way.
Her "way" was to play out her little fantasies that she frequently had. She had been setting up the cabbie for weeks. Giving her some sneak peeks of her body. Letting the cabbie cop a quick feel as she helped her in and out of the cab. She was playing the part of a tease that might be biting off more than she can chew.
As the driver climbed into the backseat, she saw that Angel was ready for her. Angel had pulled off her shirt and now had only her small lacey bra covering her luscious breasts. Angel's excitement over this little encounter was obvious, her breasts were swollen and flushed. The driver closed the door and took a quick look around to make sure there was no one nearby.
Finally, she cast her eyes on the incredible young woman before her. Angel was leaning back against the door, her smooth tanned legs stretched out so that the driver had to lift them and slide underneath. Although Angel was trying to look calm, she was anything but. Her breathes came quickly causing her breasts to rise and fall in the most exquisite fashion.
"Is this what you wanted?" Angel asked as the cab driver stared at her in awe.
"You know it is. I've been dreaming of this day for a couple weeks now."
"Okay, just remember that we're just going to do a little kissing."
The driver reached over to the girl and pulled her close. She wrapped one arm around Angel's shoulders and the other hand dropped onto the girl's smooth stomach. She tilted Angel's head back and placed her mouth over the succulent lips. The kiss was deep and sensual. Angel loved to kiss and she loved to be kissed. The driver seemed to sense this as she began to shower the girl with kisses. She moved down the lovely neck, over the bare shoulders, and down further to the incredible chest.
"Oh my god Betty, I'm not sure about this. What are you doing to me?"
Betty just smiled to herself as she delicately cupped Angel's breasts in her hands. The tiny bra gave way quickly and was easily removed leaving the luscious girl's breasts ready for the taking. Betty wasted no time as she lowered her mouth over a perfect nipple. She teased it momentarily before she sucked it deep into her mouth. A small gasp escaped Angel's soft lips as her nipple was pulled into the driver's mouth. Almost instantly Angel was taken to a place that few ever reach. The girl's breasts were just as sensitive as they were stunning to look at. Realizing this, the driver wrapped one arm around Angel's back so she could literally press the girl into her.
Angel's back arched as the driver moved from one breast to the other, sucking, licking, biting -- all of it driving the young model to a higher and higher spot.
"It feels good doesn't it Angel," Betty said with a sneer in her voice.
She was loving the fact that this lovely young girl was giving herself over to a used up woman such as herself. She basked in her good fortune as she realized that the body that was desired by millions of horny men all over the country was now in her dried up clutches.
She moved one hand slowly down Angel's smooth, flat waist until it found the waste band of the girl's skirt. Drawing on her expertise as an aggressive lesbian, the skirt was off in a matter of seconds. Betty turned her head slightly as she worked over the girl's breasts so she get a better look.
