After the kitchen fuck with devar Rohan, Meena felt bolder. Her pussy stayed wet all day. Cum from devar still inside her when she woke. She touched it morning, rubbed clit, came quiet before family rose. Now she craved more eyes on her. More men watching her dirty acts. No hiding.

Next evening, village had small gathering near old pond. Few men drinking, talking. Ramu, Kishan, and Vikram (from fair stall) were there. They knew Meena’s secrets. They sent message through young boy: “Bhabhi… come to pond back side after dark. We wait.”