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Okay, so I have to spill the tea on this absolutely unhinged thing that happened. My son Ankush’s classmate, Ranga, this total bully, showed up at my house unannounced. He’s this spoiled brat, all swagger and bad ‘rizz’, but I’m a spiritual woman, I do my puja every day. I tried to be polite, offering him chai, but the vibe was so sus from the start. He was just staring, and then he had the audacity to say, "Aunty, you’re way too hot to just be someone’s mom."

I was literally shook. But then he moved closer, and his fingers brushed my waist. I should have clapped back, but my heart was pounding. He whispered, "I've been dreaming about this pussy," and my whole body just went weak. OMG. Before I knew it, his hands were on my sari blouse, pulling it down, and his mouth was on my nipple. I gasped, "Ranga, beta, we can't—" but it came out as a moan. He wasn't listening. He pushed me against the wall, his cock already hard against my thigh through his jeans. He kissed me, all tongue and teeth, and I was high-key losing it. He slid his hand into my petticoat, his fingers finding my clit, and I arched into him, whispering "Haan..." like a total simp. He ripped my chunni off and sank to his knees, his mouth on my cunt, and I came so fast, gripping his hair, my prayers totally forgotten. This bully had me screaming his name in my own puja room. The disrespect was iconic, and my god, it was so good. Period.