I learned later that one of the mechanics had a crush on her and she didn't want to accept a date right in front of him out of respect for his feeling....Our first date was pretty boring, dinner at a local gastro-pub, a few drinks afterwards and then it got a lot better with a little make out session on her front doorstep where there was some physical chemistry. I didn't know it at the time but her friend had come over to babysit her young daughter and was inside the house.Our second date was a. He had never had nor wanted to have his face even close to what he considered an unsanitary place, a woman's pussy, let alone the rosebud of her asshole pressing against his nose. He freaked out and started to push her off. She quickly grabbed his balls through the pink panties and squeezed. He felt the immediate pain, stopped pushing her and focused on her hand and the pain it was causing on his jewels. She calmly told him to be a good boy and put his hands back under his ass as instructed. I keep thinking I’m about to cum, even though I’m trying not to, but it never seems to quite get me there. It’s almost as if I’m being brought to the edge, hauled back, then pushed towards it again, and hauled back again, over and over and over.”She took a shaky breath, and looked at me, again pleading mutely.“Good. I was hoping it would affect you that way. But since you don’t seem to be able to hike like this, and since you defied my order not to beg, I think it’s about time for your. I would love it in a small Illinois town. A career? What a joke! Darling, my idea of the ideal career is to be barefoot and pregnant with one of your babies suckling at my breast." Then she brightened and said, "Pete, I would be proud to be your mistress, though. Perhaps I could even be your concubine and carry your children in my belly. But married? That's ridiculous and just plain impossible."Pete released her and rocked back on his heels. They were now kneeling facing each other with their.