So I created a new screen name to do the looking (I did not want anyone who knew me to see me in these chat rooms); I checked out several chat rooms a...d had a profile stating that I was a MWF and the instant messages came fast. Faster than I could answer.Along with the instant messages came the pictures of these black men showing their cocks. I sent them my pictures when they asked and found that my being a BBW was not a problem for these guys. Before long I had several black men I was talking. Kevin stopped the next man that exited the area. Fortunately he understood and spoke English. He explained, "this is the legalized prostitution area of Hamburg. The girls are registered and it is very safe." Marcy pulled on the sleeve of Kevin's sport and said, "I'd really like to see it. Maybe there's another entrance." Sorry hon, I don't think you are allowed in there." Kevin reminded her."Isn't it illegal to discriminate against women? I mean, how can they keep women out?" She wanted to. A busty, blonde Zeutchian prostitute giggled as she burst into the room I peered into. She already had her tits out. They were ripe and round and just lovely as they bounced before her. The guy who paid for her, a man with brown hair and a big nose, gripped them hard. He loved them.I grinned as they stumbled to the bed. The hussy fell onto her back, her blonde hair spilling about the pillows. She grabbed her skirt, hiking it up. Her legs were spread wide, her vulva shaved bare, her pussy lips. Heading over to the front desk, a woman with short black hair and long black velvet coat steps out in front. You, with me, now. She commanded. Pushing past she calls for the elevator again, steps inside and inserts a card into the slot next to the number 6 button. It automatically turns on. Ahh&hellip, that is how you do it. Shut up! I did not tell you to open that trap of yours. So you stand there confused on who died and made her queen. You hear the ding and head for the door she pushes past.