Meena felt the heat from both the men on her body. While the Sage was teasing her from behind, the inexperienced Ramanan was also doing the same by pushing his dhoti covered cock onto her lower belly. Ramanan planted a clumsy kiss on her forehead and waited for the guruji’s next command.

His hands wanted to grab her tits and squeeze them, but he dared not to do anything his guru had not commanded. “Don’t be nervous, Ramanan. Think of Meena as your wife or as a slut to whom you can do anything you want,” the Sage says. He slowly rubbed her back with his hands.