First, Bathroom Cleaning (Male Route: Pheromones)

So my bathroom needed cleaning. Which, aside from the smell of cum and B.O., I also had a mountain of laundry, some general soap-scum in the shower, and grime along the floor and mirror. I first gathered my rags, and scrubbers, filled the bucket with chemicals, and began the gristly work in earnest. A short while later, at approximately 10:00 a.m. or so, and my work there was done.

As I then began to shower, I lathered up my rod, which instantly grew hard at my touch. Despite my efforts, various images and scenarios began playing out in my mind. I had a milf of a neighbor, she was easily 5’11”, a couple inches taller than me, with a large well-kept afro and usually wore warmer colours to compliment her ebony skin-tone. She had haunted my sessions before, especially my most recent one, and seemed to return for this one as well, with her thick ass outlining exactly what position her panties were in against her leggings, and large veiny breasts outlining themselves and her areola against her shirt. She was always braless, thank goodness, with a bit of tum perfectly shaping her. It was something to behold.

I hadn’t even realized I was stroking myself, but was caught off-guard both with how close I was, and with how full my balls felt. Was I this close to cumming already? Did they seem bigger? But in my haze I was still cumming, seemingly just as much if not more than before. Shit. Another wipe-down later and I exited my room fully clothed. In the living-room was my roommate, Chloe, who I think is on something because her eyes seemed dilated when she saw me.