Sixth night in the freezing Paris winter. The hotel room was warm but the snow outside was heavy. Rohan had drunk some wine and was sleeping very deeply. Priya was waiting on the bed in a black lace bra and panty. Her big boobs were looking heavy and her pussy was wet with anticipation.

Pierre entered the room at midnight like a dark lover. He looked at sleeping Rohan and then at Priya with strong obsession in his eyes. “Tonight I will mark you as mine completely, my desi slut wife,” he said in a low dangerous voice.