You’ve been having sex, haven’t you?”“Yeah,” I said.“And I saw you check out Adele, too.” She flashed me this understanding “mom” sm...le. “I was a girl your age, too. I checked out the boys all the time.”My cheeks burned at hearing that. I’d just made passionate love with my mother, but hearing her talk about flirting and checking out boys was embarrassing. Up until Sunday, a mere two days ago, she’d been a sexless being to me. My mother. Nothing more. Now she was a woman. A hot MILF that made. Having visited in the next decade, free condoms arrived and "protected" sex was the norm. But not when my story takes place.In the dark rooms and sauna: look the fuck out! Some of the dark rooms were pitch black - perhaps 30 feet long and only as wide as a body, so you had to step over and between the legs and arms lying there. There, I was grabbed, sucked, jerked off and manhandled. "Kissing" was not well known in the '80s as the Japanese had never kissed during sex. It was a European-born. One of them actually folded over a fifty dollar bill and tuckedit inside my panties. I saw him get the money out of his wallet and Ijust turned around the best I could in the toilet stall and bent over andpushed my ass towards him. While he was slipping the money inside mypanties, I took some toilet paper and started wiping his cum off mycheeks and lips and forehead, but I turned my face back towards him andsmiled as I did it. At that moment I thought to myself, "I've never beenhappier or more. In fact, if that happened, I’d laugh. But, quit worrying, you’ll be fine. I know you’re a sissy, but you don’t have to act like it!? she laughed. She once again mounted my face, and ordered, ?Now shut up and lick my pussy!?As I did, she took hold of my prick and placed the blunt end of the crochet needle at the opening of my urethra. She pressed her pelvis firmly to my face as she plunged the needle all the way in. The pain was intense. But, my scream was effectively muffled by her warm.