Priya stood in the kitchen, breathing heavily. Her saree was messy. Thick white cum was still leaking from her tight pussy and running down her inner thighs. Her big boobs were out of her blouse, red from Karan’s rough hands. She felt dirty and ashamed, but her pussy was still throbbing with heat.

Karan looked at her with dark hungry eyes. He had not finished yet. He pulled her close again and kissed her mouth roughly. His tongue pushed deep inside. Priya kissed him back weakly. She could taste her own pussy juice and his cum in his mouth.