
The morning after her first night of complete surrender, Anjali woke up naked and sticky between her Papa and the two other women.
Dried cum flaked on her fair skin — across her cheeks, breasts, and inner thighs. Her pussy and asshole were sore and slightly swollen, still leaking faint traces of Rajesh’s seed from the brutal fucking she had received. Her heavy breasts bore red bite marks, and faint handprints decorated her soft round ass.






















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