The sick part was I liked it! I tried to move around on the bed by slowly stretching out one of my legs. That quickly ended with me screaming in terro...r! The ghost gave a satanic growl, which stopped me dead in my tracks. I suddenly looked up and I could see its breath in the air. I held my breath and tears ran down my face. Once again I watched as it reached for my breast. I could see its finger prints caressing them as my nipples grew harder. I didn’t want to like it anymore. I didn’t want. There seems to be something quite sensual in the way they are touching me but I am still scared. I feel fingers as they open my private parts and feel the warm liquid being poured ever so slowly onto my exposed mound, I can feel it dribbling down over my clit , down to the entrance of my vagina and then into the crack of my butt.Three more claps, footsteps, the door opening closing and silence. I listen carefully but can't hear anything. I jump when a finger starts to rub the oil into my clit.. He started to pull up her top and she raised her arms to pull it over her head. She, as was mostly usual, wasn't wearing a bra. Her girls stood for him to admire. He kissed them and sucked on her nipples, making her groan. She was wearing athletic shorts and he pulled them down to the floor, which put her groin at eye level for him. He kissed first her stomach, then her hip bones, and then her Mons. He pulled her, by grasping her butt cheeks, closer to stick his tongue between her legs to get. The next day was going to be my last evening there. And this proved to be an even crazier meetup.After her work she came back to see me at the hotel, we had been texting all day and she was telling me how much she enjoyed the new life experience. Being treated well sexually on her first time with someone. I told her to bring some lube if she wanted to try some more butt stuff.She did.We started off by sitting together on the bed and talking, one thing led to another and we were kissing,.