The neon sign flickers 'Closed,' but inside, the Mexican boss can't resist the allure of his client's curves. He locks the door, pushing her against it, his hands roaming her body. She grinds against him, whispering, 'Fuck me like you mean it.' He obliges, lifting her onto the counter, spreading her legs wide. His thick cock disappears into her wetness, her cries of pleasure echoing through the empty shop. He pounds into her, their bodies slapping together, until he can't hold back. He pulls out, his hot seed painting her chest, their ragged breaths filling the silent night.