My hips bucked up ever so slightly, as I moved involuntarily with the movement of her hand. She finally flicked across my little button and I bit my l...p hard to stop from screaming. She had gotten me so riled up and now it just felt soooo good. But that was all she gave me of that, instead moving down to my dripping little hole and putting two digits inside. Slowly and easily she moved them in and out,and my hips found the rhythm. She curled her finger and a tiny mewling sound burst from my. Then i went to her she is in the kitchen room she is bend and peacking the glass and i slolly went to her and i tuch my cook on her back on her ass rood she shock and stand and said what are u doing karthick i said mam iam not controling my sely she said go and roob u cook in the batroom i shok to leason to her mouth i dont want to loos the chance and i went to near her and ask her mam can i kiss u mam she became angry and said no i forced her she aggred and said only one :i k mam i kiss her. Pushing open a couple of doors I found they were small cabins with a bed in each. This is Bangkok, I thought, I could guess what they were being used for. Turning to walk back, I heard a moan from one room. I stopped and smiled, someone is having a good time, I thought. The boat rocked, making me put my hand out to steady myself, and I pushed open the door a few inches. There was a couple in the room; a woman with her dress hitched up, straddling a man on the bed. I couldn’t see the man’s face. She had come home late from her usual soiree with other local mistresses and had whipped him mercilessly for no apparent reason; she had woken him during the early hours several times, tormented him and had her arse licked while she applied her dildo or had him lick her till she grunted out yet another orgasm, before serving him with cane or whip. Now morning was here she face sat him; her huge and sweaty arse engulfing his face; why was she so insatiable? He could not remember the last time.