The next morning in the hill cottage was bright and calm, but inside everything had become dark and sinful. Meera woke up naked in Raj’s arms. Her body felt sore and used. Her big boobs had red bite marks. Her pussy was swollen and sticky with dried cum from the long night. She tried to move away quietly, but Raj’s strong arm pulled her back.

“Where are you going, Maa?” he asked in a deep, possessive voice. “Your place is here, naked with your son.”