As she lay on the bed she was thinking, ‘she realized there was absolutely no sexual input to any of her senses. She had no way to touch herself, or...to feel any kind of sexual clothing on her. One would think this would drive down her sexual desires, but all it did was start her mind to thinking of all of the positions and sex he given to her. She knew she could feel her crotch starting to get wetter and wetter, but in this position she had no way to satisfy. Then it finally came to her, that. I felt the full wetness of her as she started grinding her hips into my face and fingers. My fingers slid deeper in to her pussy, moving faster. She responded by thrusting harder into my face knowing that at this pace she would cum on my fingers anytime. I slowly slid a finger into her tight ass. We had just started trying this but she didn’t say no and ground my fingers harder in her pussy and ass. I sucked hard on her pussy feeling her convulse and in one swift movement I had my fingers deep. Maybe in her early 20s and had long blonde hair down to the middle of her back. I just stopped and watched for a little bit. After a couple of minutes she walked away. Now I was really curious, so I followed her. She walked back to where the corals were and went into one of them. I hid around a corner from her. I was maybe 15 feet away from her and could see everything quite clearly. It was lighted where she was but not around the corner where I was standing. She looked around and see no one. The script on the wall labeled the room inside as a dining facility. They walked in and the man pointed to a chair at a table. Other men, and women, of his type were in the room and they were all examining her. Blushing, she sat in the chair and turned her back to the room in a quest for the greatest amount of privacy. The man returned with a tray that he set down on the table. Two unappetizing gray cakes sat on it, next to two small bulbs of a green liquid. Some vegetables she didn’t recognize.