Dhananjay Thakur’s bedroom door stood slightly ajar, the afternoon sunlight pouring in across the king-size bed where Payal straddled her father-in-law. Her saree was bunched around her waist, blouse open, breasts spilling free while she rode his thick cock in slow, grinding circles.

“Fuck, Jaan,” Dhananjay growled, hands gripping her hips, “take every inch, just like that.”