“What’s in the bottles?" By 3:15 she messages me back saying it essential oils. She wanted to know if I was in Buffalo I said no. But I visit ther... almost once a year, sometimes twice. I’m a nice guys on POF because I only have one account left, my other 2 accounts got deleted for not following rules. Apparently do don’t want dick pics on their site lol. But this woman from Buffalo chat away, my character in the video game I was playing is lying on the ground dead. She got my attention. She ask. She continued doing this for about 5 minutes, I was brick hard laying on my stomach. She tapped my shoulder and she said “flip over”. I felt my face flush red because I knew I had the biggest boner and I was not going to be able to hide it at all. So I did what she asked, I flipped over. My dick was so hard, big fucking bulge in my tight briefs and my face was so flushed. I kept my eyes closed out of embarrassment. She massaged my legs for a few minutes then went up to my thighs. She started. Com. We headed for the Little River Inn, located on the south side of Van Damme Beach State Park just south of Mendocino, CA. My dad got us reservations for one of their cabin suites.Cynthia and I rented a Cessna and flew to Little River airport. The Inn sent a van to meet us at the airport. I was amazed we actually had sunny weather. When we checked in we also had a rental car available to us. We went to our cabin. The bell hop carried our bags. The cabin was really a suite. It had a living. All were clean shaven and one wore glasses. They spotted me and asked if I was the one that placed an ad. Worrying my voice would shake I just nodded yes. They were very pleasant. We engaged in small talk. They were employees of a large industrial company and were here for a one time meeting. After a lengthy discussion of their company that I wasn't the least bit interested in, one finally asked if I would like to continue with what I had requested in my ad. It was all I could do to.