"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." "Nice to meet you, Pauline the slut. What brings you here." My husband then told him about our shopping trip describing ...verything that happened at the adult store in great detail. I was completely mortified. The bar tender was rubbing his penis through his trousers as he listened about me drinking the bowl of cum. I was completely embarrassed and humiliated.When my husband finished he said to the bar tender. "I think she needs another drink" It took a few seconds. There was something about it that reminded me of drunken parties at college where everyone’s kissing everyone... and then we discovered partner swapping. For Tara and me, it works better than anything else – second only to us being alone together.We usually invite another couple round to our house for the evening; first having a drink and a chat, playing some music and getting to know each other. Then we take things to the bedroom and dim the lights. Our room is perfect for it; we have a Queen. Etc. all the timeand that they would be very grateful i felt the word grateful was saidwith a certain sexual tone so i accepted her idea with some eroticthoughts as to just what "grateful meant the ten girls from the laundryroom came to karen's room to pick up the laundered clothes they allinspected my work and were very impressed with how clean they were andthe nice scent and the ironing I cringed when karen began telling thegirls of the arrangement that i do their karen and cynthia 's. You see it all the time now, especially in porn movies. The final appearance may vary according to taste, but the intent is the same; a clean, trimmed bush. I got turned on to Manscaping when my dad had to take a course of antibiotics to treat a severe rash on his leg. One day, during a conversation, he told me that the antibiotic was causing him to lose all of his body hair. In fact, I could tell that the beautiful silver hair on his head was getting visibly thinner. As he told me about this.