. yes,” Frederik answered in all honesty, again.“How much?”“To be honest!” Frederik answered. “I think she got hornier the longer she stay...ed naked. She tried to hide it, but I’m sure that anyone looking at her, could see how much it turned her on.”“That’s what I was afraid of. Well, even at home I could see the obvious signs.”“Sir! Can I be frank with you?” Frederik asked.“Be as frank as you can be,” Charles urged him on.“As long as you promise me you won’t get angry with me,” Frederik added.“I. "You're not sure?" moaned the receptionist, her voice dripping with sarcasm."No ... um ... I am sure. I have an appointment to get my nails done." Manicure or pedicure?" Both, according to this Groupon," I said, and handed her my printout."Ugh!" groaned the receptionist, as she rolled her eyes and took my paper. "Only people looking for a cheap service get a Groupon."I was crushed. "It was a gift from my mother," I replied."Name?" Rita Hayward."The receptionist gave an exasperated sigh. "I'll. We seated ourselves on barstools and Roberta ordered a shot of tequila. I asked for a beer. Roberta tossed it back and asked for another one. And then a third. And a fourth.She was thirty-six, blonde and gorgeous, and her rapid-fire drinking caught the attention of every man in the bar. She’d had six shots when two paunchy, broad-shouldered forty-somethings in business suits came up beside us.“The next few rounds are on me, beautiful,” said one, putting a hand on her waist.The other stood. This makes me so horny that I am compelled to put my hand to my hairy mound, as if I have no will, and press hard around it. I often start a session off looking at my friends bodies and usually end with very enthusiastic pounding of my by now sloppy mushy oozing cunt area, with juices running down my thighs. This is what my admirers section does to me. But a folder within this folder is where they are stroking with me in the picture, I think these are called monitor pictures, or even best of.