"Dann wollen wir unser Geld zurück", sagt Clara mit Empörung. "Tut mir leid, dies ist ausgeschlossen, sie haben bereits bezahlt!", antwortet die Dam... am Schalter und zwinkert mir dabei zu. Ich bin mir nicht ganz klar darüber was das bedeuten soll.Wir beraten was wir nun machen sollen. Fred und Peter meinen sie hätten mit dem "Nacktsein" keine Probleme. Ich kann sehen wie Fred dabei lüstern auf die dicken Doppel D Titten von Clara schaut. Clara fühlt sich zunehmend unbehaglicher. Sophie will. “Hey there. I haven’t seen you on here before, are you new?” The words flashed on the screen right in front of her eyes as she instinctively looked down to his profiles bio. It was empty though, no name, no likes or dislikes, not even a profile picture could be seen. The only pieces of information she had to go on were that he was male and that his username: Cross, which in turn led to no conclusions on what this person was like. She argued with herself on whether to reply or not. But he’s. If they were going into town, I could use Magic to turn this place upside-down and back again before they returned. “Have fun with that.”Kelly turned to me and smiled. “We includes you.”I looked up. “Er, that’s not a good idea.”She sauntered over, pushed me back into the chair, and crawled onto my lap. “Why not?” she asked with a purr.I couldn’t see past her to know how Alyssa reacted to this. “I can’t take the chance that someone will see me and throw a fit.”Kelly shook her head. “When are you. Ginger continued, “Sweetie, it's time for you to admit it. You're not just a voyeur, you're a willing, eager cuckold. Knowing that other men are regularly fucking your wife excites you. You want Jeanne to date other men." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Maureen licking Scotty's balls, but I didn't care. At that moment Ginger was the focus of my attention. She was asking me to make a confession. Not to myself, I'd already done that. She was asking me to confess to her. She was prodding.