A violent monsoon storm raged over the Aravalli hills that night. Thunder cracked like whips across the sky, lightning flashing through the high windows of the grand marble hall. Rain lashed the ancient haveli walls, but inside, the air was thick with heat, lust, and final possession.

Thakur Arjun Singh dragged Priya into the hall at midnight. She was completely naked, her body glowing in the lightning flashes. Her big juicy boobs were heavier and more sensitive from the possible pregnancy, nipples dark and stiff. Her belly showed the faintest swell, and her pussy lips were swollen, constantly leaking his cum from the day’s multiple breedings.