Her voice made up in volume, what it lacked in talent. She had her eyes closed, but opened them when she felt the blast of hot air. She smiled and swu...g her feet to the floor, as she rose, and pulled the buds from her ears. "Howdy, Boss. I wanted to talk to ya when ya got here, private like. Gotta few minutes?" she asked. Carl sat in the vacated chair, and she pulled another one from the stack, sitting in it.He smiled at her. "For YOU, I've got all the minutes you want. Whatcha got on? YOUR. Barb had tried to avoid the dialogue by striding more quickly along the Strip, but Deb reined her back in."What arouses you, Barb?" Deb implored.Barb's beige, freckled cheeks turned as red as her wavy hair. "Masturbation selfies."Christine motored her wheelchair closer to Barb. "You mean watching videos that other people post on websites, where they pleasure themselves on camera?" Yes… and…" Barb hedged."And?" I pressed."Making and posting my own."The group gasped."They are anonymous!" Barb. You get humble really quickly when you get up in front of an audience, do your best stuff and they sit there and look at you like you're speaking a different language. Not even any hecklers.So I did that for a time, but my big payday came from working as a DJ in some of the local clubs. I actually had a partner at the time, but he's really not central to the story so I'll pretty much leave him out with the exception to mention that while I was dancing he was spinning the records and yes, in. I joined her and positioned my pussy over one of the jets shooting water from it. It felt like a hundred fingers running through my pussy. We both moaned grabbing onto the side of the tub and rocked our bodies against it.“Hello Jack,” a sexy female voice said. “I see your girls started without us,” the female voice added.Janet and I halted our little fun. We turned to see a sexy long legged woman with short black hair standing beside the hot tub. She was our size and wearing a one-piece red.