The intense all-day fuck marathon finally slowed as the sun began to set over Aurangabad. The master bedroom looked like a battlefield of pure depravity the king-sized bed soaked with layers of sweat, cum, pussy juices, and spit. Priya and Lakshmi lay limp in the centre, their bodies a complete filthy mess. Thick white cum was caked on their faces, dripping from their chins onto their heavy tits. Their swollen choot and gaand were gaping, continuously leaking fresh family seed mixed with the remnants of yesterday’s wax. Their skin was covered in red bite marks, fresh bruises, handprints. Hair matted with dried cum, lips swollen from constant sucking, and voices completely hoarse from screaming all day.

They hadn’t taken a proper shower since the men returned from Mumbai two full days of punishment, rough fucking, wax torture, and non-stop chudai had left them sticky, smelly, and drenched in every bodily fluid imaginable.