He pulled out a black mask, the kind seen at masquerade balls that cover the top half of the face. This one had a small, black feather sticking up fro... the left side. "Don't worry Lauren. I said three hurdles and I won't ask you to expose your identity for any of the hurdles."Tentatively, she took the mask and put it on. She glanced at herself in the mirror. "I guess it works ok."Glen came up behind Lauren and deliberately turned her around. Keeping eye contact with her, he slowly put his hands. Then, even before Monique could catch her breath, Mombassa pulled out of her ass, turned her over, and proceeded to fuck her pussy until she passed out completely from both her orgasm, and the sleepiness that the steam in the sauna helped to induce. Once Mombassa saw that Monique was completely unconscious, he then withdrew from her, got up, picked her up and then took her out into the colder locker room air. The cold air on the outside of the steam room forced Monique to wake up and slowly. I scoped the main floor looking for Holly, all the while checking to see if I'd attracted any unwanted attention. Most of the pencil-necked frat boys didn't even register with me as threats, but there was this one big, hard muscled dude who looked like he could have played linebacker for the university football team. Those motherfuckers enjoyed smashing guys up and right then, I wanted no part of that guy at all. He met my gaze without blinking and just raised a beer, kind of welcoming me to. He finally walked up and stood next to me. "Well, I read the meter, but I think there might be a problem with the wire connections at the peak of the house," he said." I'll need to get a closer look. Would you happen to have a ladder?" "Yeah, I think there's an extension ladder out in the barn," I replied. "Let's go see." I bent over and dropped my sponge in the bucket and we started for the barn. He stayed a little behind me and I put a wiggle in my walk knowing he was looking at my ass. I was.