Neha walked into the kitchen wearing just a loose t-shirt that barely covered her ass. Her mother was washing dishes while her father stood near the stove stirring tea. Neha grabbed her father's wrist and pulled him close. "Papa, aaj mummy ke haath se meri chut ko ungli se ragdoge. Aur agar koi awaaz nikali toh video sabko bhej dungi."

She forced her mother's wet hand between her legs and guided two fingers inside her pussy. Then she made her father move her mother's wrist back and forth. The fingers slid in and out of Neha's wet cunt while her mother kept washing dishes without reacting. Neha moaned softly, pressing her hips forward. Every thrust of those fingers brought her closer, but when she felt the edge coming she slapped her father's hand away. "Ruk jao. Abhi nahi."