Priya stood frozen in the hot kiln shed, completely naked, thick cum dripping from her face, heavy breasts, and leaking pussy and asshole. Sandeep’s cock was still twitching near her lips. In front of her stood her Dadi, Chachi, Bua, and Taiji — their faces shifting from shock to something far more dangerous: dark, suppressed lust.

“Priya… tu yeh sab karti thi?” her Dadi whispered, voice shaking. But instead of slapping her, the old woman stepped closer, her eyes roaming over Priya’s cum-covered body with strange hunger.