I was behind the service counter when she came in and instantly everything that I mentioned above happened. My eyes followed her everywhere as she wal...ed through the show room. She was wearing tight jeans, tennis shoes, a tank top and her hair was done up in a thick black braid and everything about her just screamed out, "Fuck me. Please, somebody fuck me." She browsed the parts racks, looked into the two-horse bumper-pull on display on the show room floor and then left. I hated to see her. Now both of us were spent and I rested in his lap for several minutes. Then he wanted me off as I stood up and I could feel cum running down my leg. Get your shit, because you need to go” he said. He got pants back on and told me to wait there as he stepped out and headed down the hall. “Damn”, I thought this was one of the best fucks I had in a very long time, now I was glad the door was locked. I gathered my things and I stuck my head out and looking down the hallway, I spied him now with. She continued to speed up her gyration and just kept texting away like her life depended on it. My phone dinged and dinged and dinged as she went. I read “Don’t stare… but I am going to cum.” “I want you to wear that thong I wore earlier tonight, she will think it’s sexy.” “I will loan you a blindfold I just got, don’t want her to see me watching her get used like the mommy slut she is.” As I kept looking at my phone reading the incoming messages I could hear mom moan and grunt a little. I. She had given him the opening he wanted. ?I’m going to hold you to that promise.?She realized what she had said; she had made an offer he couldn’t refuse. Now she had to wait to see what his fiendish mind might be contemplating. She tugged at the restraints around her wrists, feebly testing their hold on her body as she hung against the frame.The man switched off the trimmer, set it back on the bench, and unplugged it. He was going to enjoy this very much.He approached her spread-eagled.