Please don’t make me,” her body trembling. The wand pushed hard against her clit. She felt a finger run between her cheeks, running over her anus. They were going to make her cum, in the middle of the airport. “OOOOHHH, GGGGGOOOOODDDd, IIIII’mmmmm cummmmmming,” her body trembling an intense orgasm overtaking her senses. Six hands held her up as they kept up their masturbation of dating girl, their fingers and hands abusing her helpless body, a toy for their amusement. A second orgasm hit her, this one stronger than the first, her humiliation of being masturbated in the middle of an airport by strangers overcoming her. They held her body tightly, preventing her from falling to the floor. dating girl shrieked, a finger pinching one of her nipples extra hard. “We need to move behind the partition, dating girl, where we will have a little more privacy. You are going to have to remove your clothing so we don’t want to embarrass you in front anyone else.

“Please, no more, don’t strip me,” tears running down her face, but they were already pulling her behind the partition. Inside the room, dating girl gasped at what she saw. A large table stood in the center. There were straps at the top of the table and also at the base of two of the legs. They were worn from use. At the end of the table, the floor below it was mirrored. As she was pushed into the room, Ricardo hit a wall switch and the area below the mirror lighted up brightly, shining up from the floor. On the table were other electronic equipment, looking like the wands, one bigger around and the other long and skinny, a camera and various other items that she did not recognize.