The next evening, the haveli courtyard was quiet except for the soft sounds of servants working. Priya was in the garden area, wearing only a thin cotton saree with no bra or panties as per Arjun’s daily rule. She was watering the plants, her big boobs swaying heavily under the fabric, nipples clearly visible whenever she bent down. The saree clung to her curves, and the low waist showed the soft skin above her pussy.

Young servant boy Ramesh, barely 20, was helping carry heavy pots nearby. His eyes accidentally lingered on Priya’s bouncing boobs and the way her ass moved under the thin saree. He stared for a few seconds too long before quickly looking away.