We hung our towels and entered the steam room. Anything was barely visible and Master guided me to sit down. Everything was very humid, covered in ste...m and salt tasting. My bear buttocks stuck to the tiled seat, but after my eyes got adjusted I could see Master sitting across me and he held his cock in his hand. He didn't speak, just gestured "come", I looked around, we were alone, and I came to him. Sat down, close enough for our naked legs to touch. He grabed me by my hand and guided it down. Her boobies hung loosely inside her maxi and my eyes were teased by those during our conversation. I think that she was having a bath before I bumped in.Slowly our conversation got to the next level. We started talking about sex and her sex life. She said that she never had a good orgasm in the last six months, and my brother had little time for sex. I was feeling pity for her. I asked her whether she masturbates. She said that was the only solace for her. Now I felt this was the right time to. I’d never had one throb like this before and I flicked the tip of my tongue along the underside of her clit. She jerked and groaned. ‘James,’ she pleaded. My hands held her hips in place so I wouldn’t hurt her. I continued my assault on her clitoris and watched her skin flush with desperation. I knew she was ready to climax, but I backed off. I kept my mouth covering her clit, but stopped my tongue from lashing it. Ali’s body was tense, ready for anything that came next. I could feel her relax. Frank threw me out the rear door of the place and I stood in the alleyway. Frank came out with a hose and sprayed me with it. The water was cold and it was coming out fast and hard from the nozzle. My wig was sprayed off of my head and I was drenched. After he was sure I was clean of cum and piss, he had me walk around to the van and get in the back again, on the floor, on some towels he had laid out. My clothes were soaked and my wig was ruined. I had runs and tears in my stockings and.