The next morning, Steve pulled me out of bed about ten o'clock. "Come on," he said. "There's a festival at a little Buddhist temple out in country tha... I don't want to miss." Buddhism?" I asked sleepily."It's really special." We rented a boat with an outboard motor and the driver piloted us through miles of canals and rice paddies to a tropical paradise. A small gilded, high-roofed temple rose over the statue of a reclining Buddha wreathed in clouds of sweet-smelling incense. The Buddha smiled. She had put her shoulder-blade length hair up for the evening and that, plus her evening-style eye makeup and red glistening lipstick, made her the total package. Becky smiled as I drank her in. "So you like the way I look?" she asked. "Like it? Hell, I'm afraid to take you out looking like that... I might have to beat every other man in the place off with a stick," I said. "You'd better bring that stick then, because I didn't get all dolled up like this to stay home," she said teasingly.. Peter brought his forefingers to her lips, and pressed. Lily’s lips parted unwillingly and the finger slipped inside. She understood her situation even more clearly at this act of violation. “Suck it,” he said softly. Lily complied. Though she was not very good, it was not Peter’s objective. He pushed his finger further into her throat, making her gag and her eyes tear up. He felt all her gums and the entire surface of her tongue to its very root in the back of her mouth, making her retch. He. But she came a bit closer and so her boobs kept touching my back. I had no idea if she is doing it intentionally. So I applied the brake again. She hit me with those melons and never uttered a word.Unfortunately, the shop came. She did her shopping while returning I had no chance. I was not able to masturbate that night. The next day we left for Mumbai. All the way through our flight I was thinking about her. Was she doing it intentionally?I have a cousin in Mumbai so she went to her place to.