She turned to leave, grabbing the handle of the door, when she felt him behind her, his hand grabbing her arm, spinning her, his big body against her,... she looked up, startled.His large strong hand on her neck, grabbing her hair, tilting her head back, "You are a fine looking lady, do you always flirt with the workman" What are you doing, god, get off me, what, who do think you are" he voice was raised, she was trying to maintain her dignity, her poise, yet she knew it was only a tepid. The big tall giant stood towering high over me as he stood up to his full height of fifteen towering like the giant he is looking down at me as I fingered my pussy with one hand and squeezing my giant jugs with the other ,he was moaning approval of how I looked and with one hand bent down and wrapped his strong fingers around my waist and lifted me up with ease lifting me over his head he held me high over his head I was almost twenty feet in the air ,it was kind of scary what if I fell "Don't. ‘I know how long I have,” I half said, half moaned as I pulled down his jeans and boxers, letting his dick spring out. It was about 9,’ so fucking big! I slid down my skirt, and then my g-string revealing my waxed pussy. He got up and then lay me down on the bed, positioning his cock at the entrance of my pussy. ‘This is going to hurt babe’ he said, nibbling my ear. He slammed his cock into me, breaking my barrier and making me a woman. I flinched, as it hurt. But after a few slow and tender. " Really?" she turned to look at me, her breasts bouncing side to sidewith the momentum. It was impossible not to look at them."Yes, really," I answered. "I sometimes wear them when I want to relax.I like the feel of them." OK, can't say I've come across this before." She stood there looking atme, evaluating me. "Give me your number. I'm going to think about thisand maybe I'll want to come back."I looked at her for a second. "I guess I'll give it to you. At least youalready have an idea of what.