As I headed down the hall toward the bathroom, I glanced over and saw someone standing in my living room. He had his back to me, but I could still see...that the guy was in a Santa costume. "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my house?" I said, taking a few cautious steps into the room. I know I should have been scared - the guy might have a gun. But I was hoping even if he was here to rob the place, he'd at least let me pee first. "Go ahead and tend your bladder. I'll wait," the man. I heard giggling in the background and chatter about how big it was and the double dildo. They must have been examining the strap on. Lucy says. “I want to feel that in my tight ass while the dildo is filling my pussy. Let’s get started!” Lucy walked over to the window and looked out toward my house. She saw me and waved. As I waved back, she removed her blouse and skirt. She had a demi-bra underneath which highlighted her perky tits. Her nipples were very dark and hard. They protruded about. I wiped off the toilet, and pissed as I read the things on the wall. Obviously a lot of men used this stall to get sucked on by what I presumed to be other guys at the time. I steadly rubbed my button thinking about that, guys putting their dicks through a hole to get sucked, squeezing my thighs together for maximum effect.The smell, the sticky floor, the condom machine littered with graffiti, all sent me over the edge. I had a small trembler of an orgasm just as the door to the bathroom banged. She threw down the last gulp of Shiraz, ran inside and scooped the laptop, her mobile and her keys up off the kitchen bench, and headed next door.She stood at her neighbours front door for a moment listening at the noises emanating from within the dusty rental. All she could hear was some bad music that seemed to be playing at the back of the house and was subsequently muffled. Undeterred she tapped on their door but wasn't at all surprised to find that they couldn't hear her.Their small van.