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Recap:
Mihir, grandson of the Virani's seduces his Aunt Pragna. Mihir's parents Mansukh and Savita visit a swingers club where Savita and Gayatri accidentally have sex with their brother-in-laws. Himmat, the middle brother connives with his friends and they give Daksha, Himmat's wife a memorable gangbang on the beach. The senior Viranis plan to get Mihir married to Tulsi, daughter of the family priest. Amba Virani, gifts a mobile handset to Tulsi after their sexual encounter. Tulsi manages to shoot Savita having sex with JD inside the garage.
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Tulsi knew that the video recording she had in her cell phone was a bombshell. She realized that she needed to use it sparingly, only when the situation warranted it desperately. After all, she just wanted to get married to Mihir and not to create any confusion inside the Virani family. However, she had decided that the 'garage episode' might come to her rescue if she and Amba fail to convince Mihir about the marriage proposal.
Mihir wasn't aware of the activities building around him. He was basking in the sun on a Saturday afternoon in the large swimming pool inside 'Shantiniketan'. He was munching memories of that eventful day that started with an aborted attempt to seduce Amba, his grandmother, followed with a wonderful blowjob from Savita, his mother and eventually ended up with Aunt Pragna, giving way to his lust.
"Hello Mihir!"
Mihir turned around and his eyes brightened seeing Tulsi walking towards him.
"Hello Tulsi," He greeted her letting his eyes scan all over her voluptuous body.
Tulsi easily gauged the intensity in his eyes and smiled to herself. She always knew that Mihir was a freak who used to get excited about any woman around him.
"Why are you staring at me like this?" Tulsi asked with a gentle blush.
"You look somewhat different nowadays," Mihir said as he wondered what makes her eyes sparkle so bright in the last few days.
"May be you are right," Tulsi said smilingly. "But, that is a little secret between me and your grandmother for now."
Mihir's face went pale immediately. He turned his face away from Tulsi in an attempt to conceal his nervousness. He began wondering what might be that little secret between his grandmother and Tulsi. He even began fearing that Amba might have disclosed to Tulsi about his sexual advances on her birthday. He quickly regained his composure, faced Tulsi and smiled at her.
"I wouldn't insist if you don't want to disclose about it," He said with his smile intact. "Anyway, women can't keep things secret forever."
"Are you sure you won't insist?" Tulsi queried teasingly. "What if it has something to do with you?"
"Me?" Mihir was dumbfounded.
"Why are you looking so pensive all of a sudden?" Tulsi sounded a bit anxious. She took quick note of the change in the expressions on Mihir's face.
"Nothing," Mihir tried to smile. He already had a few drops of sweat dropping from the forehead.
"Do you want to know what is in grandma's mind?" Tulsi asked with an intriguing smile, adding up to Mihir's tension.
"Of course I do," Mihir rushed to her, held her by the shoulders and said firmly, "Don't tease me anymore. What did grandma tell you about me?"
"It's not just about you," Tulsi said inching closer to him. "It is about us. She wants us to get married."
"Thank God!" was Mihir's immediate reaction. He heaved a sigh of relief to know finally that his grandmother is keeping the birthday incident as a closely held secret.
"You mean you don't mind marrying me?" Tulsi almost screamed in joy.
Mihir realized that Tulsi had misunderstood his spontaneous reaction. He relaxed his grip on her shoulders and began looking at the young woman from head to foot with a bit of sympathy and compassion.
"You know what goes on in the house," He said in a saddened tone. "Can you ever imagine my parents, uncles and aunts accepting you as my bride?"
"I just want your concurrence," Tulsi said. "Everything else is immaterial for me."
"It isn't as easy as it sounds," Mihir smiled wryly. "I can't convince my parents in the first place. You do know about my uncles and aunts. And, who will convince Aunt Pragna?"
"You just need to tell me your opinion Mihir," Tulsi replied smilingly. "Once you agree, I will tell you how to convince your parents.
"Should I tell you what is my opinion?" Mihir asked as he gently hugged and pulled her closer to him.
"Not anymore," Tulsi blushed and leaned onto his shoulder.
After letting a few quiet moments get past, they glanced at each other. Mihir began leading her towards his workout room at the extreme corner of the pool. Once they were in, he quickly closed the door and planted a firm kiss on hers. They hugged passionately exploring each other's tongue.
"How can I refuse a girl like you?" Mihir asked breaking their kiss. "I love you."
"Me too," Tulsi replied and brushed her hair aside.
"I can't wait till marriage," Mihir said with a mischievous smile.
"You need not," Tulsi quipped with a naughty wink.
"Do you think that little bench is big enough to begin with?" Mihir pointed his fingers to a somewhat narrow bench in the front room.
"It is just enough for me," Tulsi said. "You are going to be on top anyway."
Mihir pressed his lips on her collarbone making her moan gently. His hands began pressing and caressing her back making her moans into soft rumbles. Her closed eyes suggested that she had begun enjoying his hands exploring her body. He leaned forward and kissed her on her neck, shoulders and her cheeks.
"Do you like that?" Mihir asked after pausing.
"Don't stop, Mihir!" Tulsi murmured. "It feels good."
He resumed caressing her, moving further down her back, until his hands halted at her butts. As Tulsi gasped in a gentle anticipation, he gave a gentle squeeze on her ass cheeks. She began rising on her tiptoes feeling his grip on her firm round ass cheeks. She surged forward widening her legs slightly, letting his bulge throb in between her thighs. His hands slowly pushed her up a bit, pressing her hard against his growing tent.
"This is a place for working out," Mihir whispered into her ears, "We need to shed off the clothes."
"I know," Tulsi said and blushed slightly.
Mihir grabbed the loose end of her sari and began pulling it, until he stripped the whole length off her body. Tulsi brought her arms across her chest, hiding her breasts still under the cover of her thick blouse. She was wearing a thin petticoat that revealed her shaped legs underneath as also her dark panties covering her womanhood. She wasn't completely naked yet but his dick had become rock hard under his shorts.
Tulsi blushed copiously as she watched Mihir pushing his shorts down and pulling his dick out. It wasn't at its ferocious best as yet but still looked a good seven inches long and the huge head seemed ready to fire. Tulsi's hands rushed to her face covering her eyes from watching his gigantic dick.
"How do you have it if you don't see it?" Mihir sneered. His hands worked like a magic unsnapping her petticoat robe in a flash.
