The fifth night arrived with clear skies and a cool breeze over the rooftop. The Hawa Mahal glowed softly in the distance, and the sweet jasmine scent was stronger than ever. Arjun’s body was already burning after the risky fun near the palace shadows the previous night. His dick got hard every time he remembered Meera’s warm pee in his mouth and her lips wrapped around his cock.

Meera came up the stairs wearing only a thin transparent nighty with nothing underneath. Her big juicy boobs swayed freely, nipples dark and hard against the fabric. Fresh jasmine flowers in her hair made her look even more tempting.