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Dhananjay Thakur's bedroom smelled of sandalwood and sweat. The heavy curtains were drawn, letting only thin strips of afternoon light fall across the king-size bed where his daughter-in-law straddled him. Payal's thighs were spread wide over his hips, her pussy stretched around the thick base of his cock. She rocked slowly, taking every inch, her wetness making slick sounds every time she sank down.