"Is he always that clumsy?" I heard her ask Katrina.I didn't hear Katrina's reply as I snapped myself back onto my skis."Come on Trina, I can only get...better," I called, my voice full of fake bravado.I did get better. Next time down I wisely followed Katrina, turning when she did to keep my speed down below warp five. I became much better at the stem turn she taught me and actually began to enjoy the experience. Of course, following her, I could look at her ass in the snowsuit thingie she was. Chotu's hand was deep down her sari and on her panty now, touching directly! This young boy was almost raping Maya standing in front of her in the semidarkness of this temple. Chotu began to move his hands in her sari, sort of up and down each time touching her panty and over her pussy. For a few seconds her eyes remained closed and her teeth clenched tight. It seemed to her by his expert movement that Chotu had perhaps done this to other women earlier and he must be knowing that. I then began to raise the table off the ground and suspend her in the air. Slowly, I began to lightly touch and stroke her body. I left no part untouched. I played with her nipples until they became rock hard little erections about 1/2" long, slowly gliding my hands then my lips down her body making sure nothing was ignored. Since her legs were still together on the board, I slipped one finger down between her legs to lightly stroke her clitoris and labia and, as I suspected, she was already. I don’t even have time to straighten up, when he forces himself inside of me. Even through my wetness, he has to push hard and deep to get all of him inside me, his hands pulling my hips back towards him. He pulls out of my slightly, and I almost feel a sense of loss when he’s not filling me, and he thrusts into me again. He has more room this time and fills me completely. He finds his rhythm which is hard and deep and causes me to cry out with each stroke. My hand automatically moves to caress.