The doorbell rang again, louder this time. Rohan was sitting on the main hall sofa like a king, with Neha riding his thick cock reverse cowgirl style, bouncing hard on his lund. Riya was sitting on his face, grinding her choot on his tongue, while Meera (their mother) was on her knees licking Rohan’s balls and Neha’s choot where it met his cock.

Rohan didn’t stop thrusting up into Neha’s dripping choot. He simply ordered Riya, “Ja saali, darwaza khol. Apni bua aur fufaji ko andar bula le. Unko dikha ki is sasural mein kya chalta hai.”