Priya knelt frozen on the hay-covered floor of the cowshed, her naked body glistening with sweat and cum. Thick white ropes of semen dripped from her face, heavy tits, and open mouth. Her chut and gaand were gaping, leaking fresh loads from Deepak tauji, Baldev, Karan, and Rajesh. The mehfil songs still played loudly just 20 meters away, but everything had gone silent in her ears the moment bua’s lantern light fell on her.

Bua (45, Priya’s father’s sister) stood at the entrance, eyes wide with horror. Her hands shook as the lantern light revealed her own husband Deepak with his spent cock out, and the other three men surrounding her “masoom” niece like a used village whore.