Priya could not stop thinking about what happened in the kitchen. Her big boobs were still red and sore from Karan’s hard slaps. Her pussy felt stretched and full of his cum. Every time she walked, she felt his seed leaking out. She felt like a cheap, dirty wife cheating on her husband in his own house.
The next night, Rohan came home late again. He drank two glasses of whiskey and fell asleep quickly in the bedroom. Priya’s phone vibrated. It was a message from Karan:

















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