I grabbed one and took it to the checkoutand then left to go for the black door that was right next to me.I pulled the door open and walked down the s...tairs taking in the heady aromaof maleness. This was a bathhouse and the mixture of sweat, steam and sexwas an aphrodisiac in itself. After making the necessary transactions at thedoor I was allowed to pass into the darkened inner sanctum. Armed with a keyto a door and a towel I walked through a group of naked men and found myroom.Once in the. I love to pose and look at my delightfully sheathed nylon legs, oh those kinky little wrinkles around my ankles and knees. I also just adore that sensual whisper of my retro nylons as my sheathed thighs rub together. Soon the feeling of sensual excitement builds. My bottom feels delightfully full and with each high heeled step I feel the naughty toy move deep inside of my rectum; a wonderfully naughty sensation. It is at this time I wish someone else was there with me dressed very similarly. My mom came up to me and said she’s going out for some work and wouldn’t be back until evening. She said she has put some clothes in the washing machine and I need to put them outside to dry once the wash cycle completes.I shook my head and she left home. I was home alone as my sister was at the college and wouldn’t be back until evening. I sat to complete my episode and after a few minutes I hear the ringer from the machine completing it’s wash cycle. I picked up a basket and started picking. He took some time and slid down more, slowly inching his way down till it was all inside. His face was tight so I knew it was hurting him so I let him sit there as I rubbed his abs and thighs and stroked his cock. I finally heard him panting; I guess he had been holding his breath the whole time. His ass felt relaxed now though and he lifted himself up slowly and only a short amount before going back down on my dick. He repeated this over and over again before he started to moan. He let his.