The sun had set over the Goa resort, painting the sky in deep purples and oranges. After the wild public show at the swimming pool that afternoon, the Rathore family returned to their luxurious private villa, bodies still buzzing with leftover lust and chlorine. The women Priya and Lakshmi had barely dried off before Rajesh announced the evening plan with a dark, hungry grin.

“Ab villa ke private jacuzzi mein time hai. Sirf hum paanch log… koi bahar wala nahi dekhne wala. Aaj raat tak dono randiyon ki har ched ko teeno lund se bhar denge. No limits.”