Ramesh stayed buried inside her until his cock began to thicken again.

Priya felt every slow pulse of returning hardness stretching her already tender walls. She lay beneath him, thighs still spread wide around his hips, breathing in the heavy scent of sex and sweat that filled the small room. Outside, full night had fallen over the Thar. The only light came from the single oil lamp, throwing restless gold across the walls and the two tangled bodies on the charpoy.