I was using a university computer that automatically connected back to the main system through the net. Someone had hacked into my account or had auth...rity to take over my account. Someone else was now controlling the machine’s programming.The rollers on my arms and legs began moving slightly faster. The sausage tube started sliding all the way up to the top with each stroke. And I felt the tip of the anal ram cylinder touch my asshole. Actually, what I felt was the seven-inch dildo that was. I grabbed one and took it to the checkoutand then left to go for the black door that was right next to me.I pulled the door open and walked down the stairs taking in the heady aromaof maleness. This was a bathhouse and the mixture of sweat, steam and sexwas an aphrodisiac in itself. After making the necessary transactions at thedoor I was allowed to pass into the darkened inner sanctum. Armed with a keyto a door and a towel I walked through a group of naked men and found myroom.Once in the. He hissed through his teeth and pushed her down slightly while pushing his hips forward, pushing himself deeper. Kayla's eyes widened. He was thick. Maybe thicker than anyone she had ever had, but thicker than Matt for sure. He was working his way into her, slowly, deliciously stretching her as he advanced. The sensation was unreal and knowing that anyone could come around that corner any moment added to her excitement so that by the time he was all the way inside her, she was moaning and. She looked like a kid in a candy store. The idea that her body would be given over to a series of sexual deviants excited her. The idea that they would be using her as a kind of flesh and blood methadone excited her even more. They would know there was no chance of going to jail for anything they did, so they would have no reason to even attempt to control their impulses. They could play out their sickest fantasies on her body.Even in her exhausted state, I could tell she couldn't wait to let.