The pounding on the door was now violent. “This is Inspector Patil! Open the door right now or we are breaking it down! We have reports of a young woman screaming and possible sexual assault!”

Inside, the apartment had turned into a complete den of debauchery. Ananya lay on her back on the sofa, legs spread obscenely wide, her father’s thick cock still buried deep in her cum-filled pussy, pumping the last thick ropes of his load into her womb. Fresh semen overflowed from her stretched cunt and asshole, dripping onto the marble floor. Priya, Sneha, and Mrs. Kapoor were on their knees, bodies glistening with sweat and cum, while the men stood around with hard cocks.