The sixth night felt wild. After dinner Meera wore a short black dress that barely covered her ass. Her big boobs were almost falling out from the low neck. No bra, no panties. She looked at me with hungry eyes and said, “Tonight take me to the private rooftop. I want to ride your dick under the stars. I want to bounce hard on it.”

We went up to the private rooftop of the palace. It was empty and quiet. The night sky was full of stars. The lake below looked black and silver in the moonlight. Cool wind was blowing. No one could see us from below.