Ranvijay pushed the bedroom door open with his foot, dragging the trembling house maid inside by her wrist. The moment the lock clicked, he shoved her hard onto the cold marble floor beside his king-size bed. She landed on her knees, palms slapping the stone, but he gave her no time to recover.
"Kya soch rahi thi tu, randi?" he snarled, kicking her legs apart with his bare foot. "Mujhe har roz apni gaand hilate hue dekh ke soch rahi thi ki main tujhe nahi chodunga?"
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At 21, Meera thought the family reunion would be boring—until her four cousin brothers started looking at her like she was theirs to share.
Manya turned 18 and her cunt drove her insane. Day and night, one single thought burned in her head — someone, anyone, please just split this dripping pussy open. Someone shove a thick cock deep into this fat ass and wreck it. First her boyfriend shoved his fingers into her soaked cunt during recess. Then the biology teacher stripped her naked, turned her ass red with his stick, and tore through her virgin hole. After that, Manya no longer belonged to just one person. She didn’t even try to refuse. Now every boy in school knows Manya’s cunt is always wet. Anyone can call her. Anyone can slap that heavy ass and fuck her raw. She just opens her mouth and takes it — swallows the insults, cries, soaks herself, and already starts waiting for the next cock. The girl who was once a virgin is now the official school whore. Whoever wants her, whenever they want her, wherever they want her — her cunt, her ass, and her mouth are free to use. Because Manya doesn’t want just one cock anymore. She wants all of them.
A young bride. Her forbidden sasur ji. Her tempting jeth. One house. Too many secrets. When respect turns into raw desire, nothing stays hidden for long. Sex with my Jeth and Sasur Some lines were meant to be crossed.
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