Then do it." She seemed happy that the question had been resolved."Was that interrogation necessary?" Yes it was. You have decided to do something tha... you want. It makes a statement. You're taking your life back into your own hands." Ok I will ask the questions now." She was smiling. "Will you like my hair longer?" Yes." Good, in that case I am happy to let it grow." She grinned. "But I will because it's what I want, and not just because it will please you. Even though you have become so. Its saving grace was simply that it was coffee."It is complete Senorita," her husband said."It took you three hours, exactly as promised," I said with a smile. I handed him the hundred dollar bill. He got more than I paid any of my employees on an hourly basis. He had priced the job and Carlos assured me that no matter what happened he would stand by it even if he broke a bolt and had to repair the damage. That being the case I didn't feel bad.While I drank coffee on his deck, the bike shop. I was probably ovulating and I was sure this guy was not going to use a rubber and he wasn't going to pull out. I felt the head of his cock touch my slick swollen hole. He pushed his cock inside me. From the feel of it I would say he was average in size. I had not had sex in some time and my pussy was swollen so it gripped him. He began to stroke in and out of me and I wondered if he was enjoying fucking me or just doing his job. He was able to get all the way inside me and I felt his. My other hand touching your bikini covered breasts, finding its way inside the fabric, connecting with the warm sensation of your skin, gently pinching your already hard stiff nipples. You'd grab backwards, releasing my almost hard dick from the confinement of my shorts, stroking it back and forth, feeling it harden in your hand, as if you were moulding it with your lust.I'll start to kiss you more intense and bite you gently on the side of your neck, kissing your ear as my hand ventures from.