After a bit of the bar, I was feeling tipsy and run down from the day, so I hit the hotel spa and was happy to see that they had a dry sauna. I was surprised at how new it felt – holding a dick and stroking it. I’ve started to get really curious about what it would be like to experience someone else’s dick. She had leaned forward a bit, letting the towels on her shoulders slump forward, giving me a view of her breasts. You?”
“I live in New Jersey, but as a treat to myself, I like to stay in a hotel in the city every now and again.” She had already sweat enough that it was dripping off her to the floor and evaporating quickly on the wood. I loved the sound of the rocks hissing when you douse them with water. She gasped and breathed in a controlled manner. You never know the culture in a sauna. But also, I just get into these moods sometimes where I need to do something impulsive.