Her perfume was strong and very highly erotic.'"Are you Mr. Tony Nash?" she asks. Deliberately putting one foot in the door to stop him shutting it in...her face."Yes that's me, can I help you?" Tony replied.Taking him by surprise she pushed Tony back, and slammed the door behind her, she stepped forward and reaching up on her toes, she threw her arms round his neck, giving him a long, wet, French kiss. Her small but quite firm tits pressed firmly into his chest, and she pushed her groin forcibly. Now Im on my knees……I shouldnt….oh its huge. It is huge. I should get up and leave. But where else will I work, I…….oh! Hey! Hes……hes….weirdo….slapping me with his…..oh! This was awesome. John was thoroughly enjoying the complete sense of power that accompanied having a 37 year old woman on her knees in front of him, as his employee, that he was slapping in the face with his cock. She turned away to the left….*slap* she turned to the right, *slap*. Then he was tapping her forehead with it,. " Why thank you," she replied with an accent that told me that her sweet little peaches had to be from Georgia. She scooted up onto the high armchair and crossed her legs with an unprecedented grace.The bartender excused herself, as she placed the portable bar tray in from of me and delivered my meal. A reflex action of licking my lips arrived simultaneously with the aroma of the grilled steak. She was watching me, as my dinner was placed before me and the ritual began. I leaned forward. She hears him say, "Remember. Slowly,"But this is an impaling, and she doubts she can continue. He reaches up and daubs the oil onto each breast to encourage her, distract her."Touch your clit," he says.She hardly moves, says, "Oh-God! You feel gigantic."Before she touches her clit, begins a rhythm, she groans aloud to dissipate the hurt."Do you feel pain?" he asks."It's like I'm having biggest pooh ever and its stuck in there! Oh-fuck. I'm never going to have a baby. Everrrr!"Her words become.