Neha yanked Pragya’s top off and her own as well, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra, her tits spilling out, nipples hard. Desiporn Pragya sucked one, while Neha’s fingers slipped under Pragya’s pants, rubbing her clit.Pragya gasped, “Fuck, Neha, you’re wild,” her legs spreading wide.Rohan’s TV blared outside, clueless, as the bedroom heated up with their soft, needy moans. Keep your hands off my navel.R: You have a nice navel, and those boobs—finally, I get to touch them.N: You’re pressing them hard, Rohan. I knew my parents would marry me soon after I landed a job. You’ve seen it all; there’s nothing to hide from you, my dear husband,” Neha replied.“What got into you that led to making out with Pragya?” Rohan asked.“I explained how things went with Viki, and we were horny.
