I stood frozen in the storeroom, my back still pressed against the wall, legs trembling like leaves in a storm. Rohit’s thick, hot cum was leaking out of my freshly fucked chut in heavy, sticky drops, running down my inner thighs and soaking into my crumpled salwar. Aryan’s innocent laughter echoed from the bedroom just a few steps away. My heart hammered so loudly I was sure my son could hear it.