I woke up early the next morning, already thinking about my encounter with the four young boys from the slums the day before. They had fucked me so hard and deep, using all my holes and covering me in their hot cum. It was the best sex I'd had in years, and I couldn't stop thinking about their big, thick cocks stretching me open.

As I got ready for work, I made sure to wear an even skimpier outfit than usual. My kurti was sleeveless and stopped just above my ass, showing off my toned arms and legs. The fabric was so thin I could feel the heat of the summer sun right on my skin. I didn't wear a bra, letting my heavy 34C breasts bounce freely.