How could she be in a hotel room, with a man she'd never even met before, a man three times her age.But, the way she felt chatting with Him, online, t...e orgasms, one after the other. She'd told herself this was stupid, that He was just a stranger, half a continent away, but she'd come, anyway. She must have had this argument with herself a dozen times since this morning. At one point, she'd decided not to come. But, it seems her body had other ideas. She'd found herself, in the car, driving to. Her jeans and maroon thong were bunched around her thighs. She was frigging herself. It looked like she had three digits buried in her snatch.Aurora giggled. “Your command is really driving her wild. She didn't even make it into the changing room before she just lost all control and had to masturbate again.”“Yeah,” I said glancing at the sewage worker. He had his phone aimed right at the masturbating girl, clearly recording the nineteen-year-old coed's naughty antics. “Explains why he's here.. Of course, I have a spare key.I let Hannah to go inside first. There is a shift in her when I lock the door behind her but really, what was she expecting? She probably expects me to make her suck my cock or plainly fuck her on that little desk. Well, a girl can dream.- Scared? - I asked, in tone unaffected by the circumstances.- Not really... maybe just a little.- You know what I want from you?- W-well... not yet, but I can imagine...- Good - I say, taking a seat in the only chair in the room.. I didn’t even care about the embarrassment. The tentacle stroking my clit withdrew. I whimpered in complaint. I had gone from struggling to compliant and I didn’t know why, I only knew that there was a confusing, soothing hum in the air and that I wanted the tentacle to be touching me. Tentatively the tentacle returned, but this time it was pushing its way inside of me. It pushed just an inch in at first, testing the waters and finding me soaked and inviting. It withdrew all the way out, before.