Opposite to that, there’s a place to cook food. There’s another door to go to the backside of the hut.Outside there’s a well and besides that a ...place to bath. I settled in the hut. I was instructed to wear only traditional clothes. They have given me a sandalwood colored mixed-cotton dhoti kind of thing to wrap around my lower body, like a long towel. And similar kind of cloth to wrap around my upper body, like a shawl.It was almost evening when I got in. So I changed to the traditional attire. She got up and sat next to me leaned her head on my shoulder and with a soft voice said “I wish you would have used a rubber” I told her if she wanted next time I will she said ok maybe. My hand went between her legs and my fingers started to explore her pussy. I could feel my sperm on the pubic hair and I slipped my fingers into her. She asked me what I was doing and I told her I like playing with full pussies. So she opened her legs wider for me and I slipped my fingers into her which of. Everyone, no matter what they were doing, was there for a common goal; a hookup for the night.To the side of the room was a bar but there were also waiters in black tuxes walking around with a tray of glasses of what Jazzy figured was champagne. She could see on the other side of the room several rooms with little white shingles of yesteryear hanging in front of the rooms announcing what went on in those various rooms. Jazzy snagged a glass from a passing waiter, surveying the scene before. I stepped to her side to open it by searching with my hands. Accidentally I touched her swollen boobs. She jerked her body and asked for what I was searching for. I said sorry and I wanted to open the window as it was too dark in the room. She laughed and stood straight at the window. Again my full body touched her wet body. I completely lost my control and began to hug her. She began to cooperate with me and kissed on my lips. I opened the window and looked outside. It was raining heavily and.