As we walked she told me her name was Rhonda and that she had plans to spend some time here camping and biking. I asked her if her boyfriend or husban... was going to join her here, to which she did not reply right away but finally said she was married but her husband was not going to be with her. I asked how come and she explained of having put on some weight and that her husband wouldn’t sleep with her until she lost the weight. Well, she said, she had worked her ass off getting rid of her. We had made an appointment so that we could talk privately to him regarding my problem. I was a quite afraid seeing Guru-ji, who was hugely built, almost 6 feet in height with a stout figure. He was wearing a saffron dress and his voice was calm and reverberating. A feeling of obedience would automatically come seeing and listening to this man. My mother-in-law narrated about my purpose of visit and Guru-ji listened to it very intently. There were two more persons who were his disciples. I'm sure the guy felt the warmth around the base of his cock, but probably didn't figure out what it meant at first. He kept on fucking Sherry, probably glad she was quiet, but after a minute he covered her mouth again as she got noisy again. Pretty soon Sherry came again, and squirted again, three good, warm, squirts from her soaking pussy. This time he exclaimed "What the fuck?" when he felt the warmth and probably figured out she was squirting when she came. I wasn't sure the first time. "Why? We're having fun."Fun for them perhaps, but not for me. They came in me, in my mouth, on me, degrading me in every way they could think of.Fear had removed the last effects of what I'd smoked, now all I wanted to do was get to hell out of there. During a lull in their so-called fun, I made a dash for freedom, but I didn't run far. I hid, expecting them to come after me.For half an hour, I stayed in hiding, my button-less top wrapped around me, my knickers still on the kitchen floor. Happy.