In the shadowed lanes of Bhatinda, Rajarhat, where the Ghosh property faced the untamed wild garden across Karmakar Para Road, Rahul leaned against the low brick wall, sketching the overgrown bushes. Across the way, Priya emerged from Guha Niwas Block A, her confident stride cutting through the humid air like she owned the street.
"Planning to tame that jungle, or just staring at it like a lost puppy?" she called out, crossing with a smirk, her eyes sharp and unyielding.
Rahul chuckled, stepping closer. "Only if the wild thing lets me. You from the red buildings? Bold move, wandering into no-man's-land alone."
"Alone? Hardly. I choose my adventures," Priya replied, witty and direct. "Unlike some who sketch from afar. Tell me, architect, ever drawn something that makes you hard just thinking about it?"
Tension crackled as they slipped into the garden's cover. Witty barbs flew—her teasing his "repressed Ghosh restraint," his countering her "Guha firecracker attitude"—until desire overtook them. Panting, Priya pushed him against a tree, her hands freeing his cock, already hard and throbbing. She dropped for a blowjob, lips sliding wet and dripping as she took him deep, her strong grip on his ass leaving no doubt who led.
Sweating and horny, they stripped amid the bushes. Priya guided his cock into her wet pussy, riding him with fierce rhythm, her ass grinding down as she moaned commands. "Deeper—yes, like that." Rahul thrust up, fingers teasing her clit until she came first, clenching tight, then he followed, cum spilling hot inside her.
As they caught their breath, Priya whispered with a grin, "This garden's secrets are just the start—wait till the families get wind of us."
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