The lather was thick and when she'd rinsed herself off she turned around. The concierge saw her large tits and puffy cunt lips for the first time. She... then rinsed her ass, turned around half way, and just let the water splash onto her. The concierge stood there and marvelled at the size of the woman's tits, his hand pumping up and down his hard cock, pre-cum dribbling from the tip of his swollen purple cock-head. What happened next nearly made him cum. Barbara moved a hand down to her swollen. "I have trouble getting the movie channels, not sure, but can you help me sort it out?" Yes, of course sir; let me check the set-up" "Whats' your name by the way?" "Its Nelson sir" Ah ok, sounds Brazilian, no? "Yes indeed sir, I am from Florianopolis"Nelson fiddled around and after a few minutes, there seemed to be some life on the screen. "Sir, what movies are you interested in, we have many, the paid ones or the free ones?" "Hmmm, the paid ones, are they any good?" "we have many; are. He even gave me his personal number for a pickup when I was done.This was clearly a hook-up bar, I could tell by the atmosphere but ittook me a while before I realised the truth of what made this place sospecial. After getting a drink from the bar I noticed one of the girlsstanding by the wall. She was wearing a black tank top that read DickiesGirl that strained to contain her large round breasts, and a pair ofblack leather pants that squeezed and caressed every curve of her thighs.Her skin. “Yeah, I enjoy reading them. I find it way more stimulating and erotic than videos or magazines.”“Oh,” she replied “Have you ever written any?”“A few…a while ago. They didn’t get very good ratings on the site though. Mostly in the mid-eighties.” “Can I read them?” she asked, looking up at him pleadingly like she always did when she wanted something.“Oh come on, Mac,” he grinned. “They’re personal!”“Just one,” she pleaded. “Let me read one.”“Alright, fine, but no mocking me,” Aaron agreed. “Let.