
Fifth night. Rain slowed to soft patter on Kerala roof. House dark and quiet. Rahul lay tied to cot from last night. Wrists still sore from red saree knots. Body tired but hungry for Bhabhi touch. Mouth dry for golden juice. Dick half-hard under lungi.
Door opened. Meera came in. Red saree dry this time. Thin blouse tight on big boobs. Nipples hard points. Red sindoor bright. Gold bangles and payal. In her hand: small sharp knife. Blade shiny in lamp light.




















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