Incest Disha:Lactating mom(Kamadhenu cow)- Exploited by Elders-Gold Grade Scenes-25*|1 Video

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Scene 25


Finally, it was the week.  
We packed four heavy bags. Hidden deep inside one of them, wrapped in a dupatta, were the toys, the pink strap on, the black box, everything Mummy ji had forced me to take.  

I didn't ask Rajat what he had talked about with Rakesh Chacha. I didn't ask him anything. My husband had become just a person to me, a manager of this dirty business. I stopped thinking about right and wrong. I just looked at the contract and told myself, "Three more months. Just three months of this hell, and then I will have the money. That will make my life easy."  

We climbed into the Innova, me, Rajat, and the driver. Vivaan was in my lap.  

The drive was silent. We reached the farmhouse in an hour. It wasn't far from the city, but it felt like a different country.  

The gates opened, and my jaw dropped. There was a massive fountain in the center of the driveway, splashing water high into the air. A swimming pool glistened in the sun. The parking area was full of huge, expensive cars, Mercedes, Audis, Land Rovers.  

There were a lot of people walking around. Waiters were serving drinks.  

"Rajat?" I whispered. "I thought this was a private meeting?"  

Something else was going on. I expected a private audience to get the signatures, but it looked like a full family reception.  

And then I saw them.  

Tau ji was there, sitting on a large sofa in the main open living area like a king. Suresh Chacha was there with his wife, Suman Bhabhi. And I saw Rakesh Chacha and Neha Bhabhi, along with their daughters. It was the whole clan.  

Rajat and I stepped out of the car. I had Vivaan balanced on my shoulder. I fixed my heavy saree, trying to look respectable.  

But we were ignored.  

No one came to greet us. No servants came for our bags. We stood there, and then we sat on a bench in the lawn for thirty minutes. The sun was hot. I felt small and humiliated. This was becoming quite unexpected. If we were here for a deal, why were we being treated like beggars?  

I had to know what was going on. My patience snapped.  

"Rajat," I hissed, nudging him. "Why are we not going in? Why is no one talking to us?"  

Rajat looked nervous. He kept checking his phone.  

"Be patient, Disha," he replied, wiping sweat from his forehead. "There is some important matter that they are discussing. We can't just interrupt them in between. Tau ji is in a mood."  

I stood up. "I can't wait. Vivaan is hungry, and I am not a servant to sit outside."  

I didn't wait for Rajat. I walked straight across the lawn and went towards the living area.  

The chatter died down as I entered. All eyes turned to me, Neha Bhabhi, Suman Bhabhi, the uncles. But I only looked at one man.  

I walked up to Tau ji. He was holding a glass of whiskey.  

"Pranaam, Tau ji," I said, my voice steady.  

I bent down and touched his feet, then stood near his knees while he remained sitting on the sofa.  

He looked up at me. His eyes were red and glassy. He put out his heavy hand and placed it on my head, blessing me, but his fingers lingered in my hair.  

"Why are you here, beti?" he asked, his voice booming.  

I looked him in the eye. "Contract, Tau ji. I need signatures of Rakesh Chacha and Suresh Chacha. You promised."  

He laughed. It was a loud, cruel laugh that shook his belly. "Signatures? Just like that?"  

I looked back at Rajat. He had followed me in and was standing behind me. He didn't look surprised by Tau ji's laugh. He knew what was happening. He knew the price hadn't been fully paid yet.  

Rajat stepped close to me. He leaned in and whispered into my ear, so low only I could hear.  

"Sit with him," Rajat hissed. "Make him yours. He doesn't respond to words. He wants to feel you."  

I froze. In front of everyone? In front of the whole family?  

"Do it," Rajat urged.  

I had no choice. I handed Vivaan to Rajat.  

I sat down on the sofa, right next to Tau ji. I didn't leave a gap. I sat close.  

Tau ji smiled. He didn't hesitate. He pulled me closer with a strong jerk.  

"Ah!" I gasped as my body slammed against his.  

My chest, heavy and soft, pressed right against his arm and side. He wrapped his arm around my waist, his hand resting firmly on my hip, pulling me in until there was no air between us.  

I could feel the heat radiating from him. I could feel the eyes of Neha Bhabhi and the others burning into me. But Tau ji just held me like a trophy, his fingers digging into my flesh.  

Rajat stood there, holding our son, watching his wife being groped by his uncle in the middle of the living room, and he did absolutely nothing.