I opened the door as the suited guy called over to me, "Come on, mate! Don't go. I'll suck you again if you like!"I ignored him and let myself out, ba...k into the main toilet area. The door I'd just vacated was brusquely locked shut behind me.I knew I had just a few seconds to persuade my Eastern European friend to let me in with him before more men started coming into the toilets.I tapped on his door and whispered, "Let me in!"How would you say that in Russian, I wondered?I heard a man shouting. He had decided to stay at the motel since there was insufficient room at his mother’s home unit – it appeared that he preferred to have his own space and privacy. He was a pleasant enough fellow, probably in his early to mid-sixties, and was quite easy to talk to.It ended up that we dined together, as well as sharing a bottle of good red wine.The conversation, now fueled by a slight overindulgence of alcohol, turned to the attributes of the barmaid, who also performed the job of waitress in the. She did not know how or why, but at this time, she had control over him. She could feel his unwavering gaze upon her ass as she walked. It was like he was some kind of mindless thrall in a trance.Before she knew it, Rachele was back at the transport. She pressed her palm to the outside scanner and stepped inside. Once inside, the members of the expedition that went ahead powered up the engines and blasted off toward their spaceship. After placing her friend in her quarters, Rachele went to her. ..that's it!" Mikaela moaned. She did a much better effort to keep her orgasm silent than Ronja had done. Her whole body spasmed as she grinded her sex into Ronja's face. Finally she let go and slowly stepped away from Ronja. Ronja took a deep breath, but was too exhausted to move at all. She just lay on the bench basking in the moment. The sexual excitement caused by the attractant that filled her body had lost most of its edge, but still remained at the corner of Ronja's awareness. "That was.