The sixth morning in the hill cottage felt different. The air was fresh after the earlier storms, but the sin inside the cottage had become thicker and darker. Meera woke up with Raj’s cum still leaking slowly from her pussy. Her big boobs were covered with fresh red marks from last night’s rough sucking and slapping. She no longer tried to hide her naked body. Instead, she pressed closer to her son and kissed his chest softly.

Raj opened his eyes and smiled with dark satisfaction. “Good morning, my personal whore. Ready for another day of serving your son’s dick?”