The night was hot and heavy with the scent of jasmine and wet earth. A late monsoon storm had passed earlier, leaving the garden behind the Rathore Haveli damp and fragrant. Thakur Arjun Singh felt restless. His obsession with Priya had grown so strong that even a few hours without using her body made his thick dick ache.

He found her in the kitchen, still naked except for a thin white saree loosely tied around her waist, pallu thrown carelessly over one shoulder. Her big juicy boobs were almost fully bare, nipples hard from the cool night air. Cum from the evening’s earlier fucking still glistened on her inner thighs.