She was tiring and said, “Shoot your sperm in me”. Subdued squeals happened when I did. We snuggled and listened to the noises from down the hall....She whispered to me how hot it was to hear her son getting laid. I told her it worked for me too.After we had a short nap I was ready enough again for a scissors position screw. She’d never done that either. Her husband and the two other lovers she’d had always did her missionary or doggy. It was fun.We finished up, had a shower, and were dressed. After a few strokes she was already wet. She was getting fucked doggystyle by a guy she knew for 30 minutes and she was feeling like a whore. This, somehow, made her forget about her parents and she enjoyed herself. She started to love beeing used. The guy was fucking her, she was screaming with pleasure and enjoying every second. She came, but the guy was still thrusting her. A few minutes later she came the second time. The guy started to fuck her even harder and the 3rd orgasm made her. Rakesh was cracking jokes and would keep touching me on some pretext and after some time we ended up holding hands. Finally we reached the temple deep inside the forest. There was a small stream flowing nearby. The temple appeared closed and we were wondering what next, when a middle aged couple appeared. They were the temple priest and his wife. The priest said that he would open up the temple for us and in the meanwhile we should have a dip in the stream and come back as per the temple. 'What's going on Bob', I asked him calmly, his tongue was constantly licking his lips, I was picking up on the littlest of his nuances, his eyes were focusing on my breasts, which I have to admit were more fleshy as my housecoat was open, 'Bob what the fuck are you thinking', I asked him forcibly, 'You're beginning to worry me', and I rose not realizing my nipples were now on view, and Bob was getting up also.'I came across to Fuck you Mariel, I want to fuck you', I backed away, 'Bob just go.