Her fingers began to rub and stroke her aroused clit. She was busy with her pussy and it was just perfect for me to stand between her legs. I grabbed ...er by her hips and moved between her legs and I lined my rock hard cock up with her wet slit and pushed the head of my swollen cock against her hole. I could feel my head pushing against her pussy, rubbing her juices around. Soft words came out of her again „Oh please no, don’t“. I felt her hand leave her pussy and move up to my cock to block it.. Then I climbed down the hill. I was about to go back to my home but doubts raised in my mind were not allowing me to leave. I then decided to go back and see what was happening over there. I went back to the temple on the hill; it was all dark, just a small oil lamp glowing in the second room behind the idol. There was a slit in between the rocks with which the temple was made. And I could see what’s happening inside. Then I went close to the slit and peeped inside. The swamiji was sitting on. If you let me explore you I will let you explore me.” In a flash my shorts were off and I was sitting on the deck next to her. It was a bit surreal with the sails lightly flapping and the gentle rocking of the boat. She shuffled over beside me and took my now very hard cock in her hand stroking it up and down. “How am I doing?” she asked. I repositioned her hand slightly and encouraged her to carry on. She stroked me for a while periodically stopping to play with my balls. She seamed to be. Carrie repositioned herself grabbed my dick from between her legs and sat down again. the feeling was different. it was tighter, hotter and Carrie gave a gut wrenching groan as she sat down on me. she lifter herself up and let gravity pull her down. my dick was deep in her as i sat back with eyes closed to enjoy the pleasure. her groans became deeper. she cursed out load calling a mother fucker. this was different. Carrie had never cursed at me in any manner. something was different.i leaned.