The interior of the pavilion was a spacious round room covered by a clear-stained oak floor, over which had been laid a series of large off-white mats...that looked to be made of a soft material a couple inches thick. Large mirrors covered the walls of the room. High on the walls, above the mirrors, frosted window panes let light in from outside. As Susanna and Michael walked through the door they were greeted by Thomas, the man who spoke to them at breakfast. He wore a white robe. He pointed. . no... of course not!“ Ginny rested her hand on his thigh. “So who or what is it then?” Larry pulled himself up onto his elbows. “It’s... it’s nothing really,” he told her. Ginny reached for his fading erection. “It’s okay, you can tell me,” she told him. “You tell me yours and I’ll tell you mine. Maybe they’re the same.” Larry found himself beginning to stiffen again at her touch. “It’s nothing,” he told her. Ginny began to move her hand up and down slowly as he grew fully erect in her. I noticed some huts in the ashram. Then I came to the mail hall and noticed the swamiji was blessing the people. He was around 45, fair complexion with good physique and with clean shaved chin and long hair. I went to him and touched his feet. He blessed me and gave some flowers. I came to the main hall and sat. I felt somewhat relaxed and good. I closed my eyes and feeling the good. Suddenly I felt somebody calling me. I opened my eyes and found a lady of 35 yrs sitting opposite to me. She. He stopped me, making me taking off my tiny thong.A while later he was grunting heavily as I sucked his dick; when he stopped me and made me flip upside down. He started eating my pussy and licking my asshole, as I could only moan with pleasure…Then he turned me around and put me on the floor on my hands and knees.He said he would be gentle. Soon I felt him trying to push his thick cock head inside my wet cunt.I tried to go forward, but the black man held my waist and warned me not to push his.