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I was feeling good. Having sex with the gorgeous Indian wife from work Sona was doing wonders for me. I had never felt more alive than when I was taking her in front of her Indian husband Ajay. I was white and an outsider, but I just felt like I was taking what was rightfully mine, and giving her a baby was the icing on top. It would forever signify our union and how me a white man could do what her little Indian husband could not.

Sessions 3 and 4 went off without hitch.

Sona and I agreed that Ajay should watch us for the remaining sessions. I wanted him to so I could humiliate him some more. She wanted him to because she knew I did. And I told him to watch us to make sure we stuck to the contract. Needless to say there was no way he could make me stick to the contract. There were too many loopholes, and I was always in charge of the situation.

This was evident in session 3, I got to their house and took Sona to the bedroom. I told Ajay to sit in the corner like a good little Indian and watch. He looked like he wanted to stand up for himself but Sona said that she was into race play, and that this helps sets the mood. Sona and I started kissing passionately and Ajay tried to stop us, saying that this wasn't in the contract, I realized he had only ever seen us fucking, and he was in for a few surprises. I stood up and told him that kissing while not in the contract is an optional means of foreplay if both parties agree to it. Sona of course agreed and we began kissing again.

The next thing I realized is that he had never seen his gorgeous Indian wife suck on my big white dick. I unzipped my pants and unleashed my hog in all its 8.5 inches worth of glory. I commanded her to start sucking and she was eager. Ajay wanted no part of it and protested again. "Sucking your dick? This is too far! This isn't in the contract!" He got up and wanted to do something. I am almost a foot taller and way bigger and stronger so he decided not to, but still he was protesting. I let him know how things were gonna be from now on.

"If Sona consents to these extra acts, then I'm going to do them. They help with the process. Be more grateful you little pricked Indian eunuch, I'm giving this Indian goddess a baby for you because you couldn't. If you have a problem with this either do something about it or watch like I told you to."

He looked to his wife for support, "Sona?"

"Honey, of course I'm going to do this. We already agreed. You know I love you but this is different, I need to do this so Sam can cum to his best potential and give us a baby. Anymore outbursts and I think he'll be very upset. If you're not on board with this... well then we can get that divorce we discussed, I don't want to, but I'm sure the Indian community will find someone else for you. Just please stop stopping us. It makes the process harder."

This was a dastardly move by Sona. From what she's told me, there's no way Ajay will find another bride in the community, and much less one that looks like her. He'll be shamed, especially when people find out the reason they divorced.

Ajay looked panicked. He looked to me and I stared him down. He looked away. Indian beta males can't stare at white alphas for too long.

I was going to push, I already came on her face, he knew that his Indian wife was this white mans territory whenever he was around.

"Ajay, sit the fuck down. Any more outbursts and I'm gonna raise my fee." I exclaimed.

I then turned to Sona.

"Sona baby, do you want to suck this big white dick?"

She had a devilish look on the perfect Indian face.

"Of course daddy." She responded looking directly into my eyes. She started slurping on my dick.

Ajay was distraught, but he didn't move from the seat in the corner. He just wanted answers from his wife.

"Sona, you said you didn't like sucking dick."

She responded in a matter of fact heartless way, "No baby, I don't like sucking your dick because it's too small, the pubic hairs get in my face to quickly, with Sam's it's so big that even when I try and deepthroat there's still dick left. Watch." She then began to deepthroat my cock. It was heaven, she was gagging but she really wanted to please me.

Watching her silky black hair, her beautiful eyes and those big lips open up while my duck fucked her throat is something I never want to forget. Especially because her husband was in the room.

"Also Sam has big plump juicy balls, they need to be sucked. Yours are more like little brown pellets, I think maybe that's why you can't impregnate me. I mean just look at these things. I can't help myself." She put her brown mocha mouth on my balls and started enthusiastically licking and sucking.

I was quietly enjoying. She was showing me off to this wimp Indian. Explaining why he could never be like me, the white man.

She even told Ajay that she wished he was more like me, taller, bigger, and stronger. I laughed and told her that no one could dominate her like me, especially this wimpy Indian, to which she laughed.

I took my dick out of her mouth and we started fucking. I was fucking her for what felt like an hour.

The session ended with me creamping her again.

-

Session 4 was much the same. I came on her face and made Ajay clean it off her with his tongue.

-

I wanted more. I wanted more sessions. I wanted to fuck Sona in front of Ajay and let that Indian wimp know he'll never be the strong white man that his wife desires. But it would be impossible to get Ajay to sign another contract. I wasn't to upset, Sona may find a way to convince him, and we still had one session left.

Plus we were doing a lot of fucking on the side. At work I banged her brains out almost every day. At lunch the routine became that she would come to my office, wearing something slutty under her office attire, and we'd bang. This was all off the books, and Ajay didn't need to know about it, although I'm sure he sensed something was up. I think everyone at work knew what was going on, and that Sona was married, but they just cheered me on when they saw me in the office. I knew all the other guys were jealous I was banging this exotic Indian beauty, but this jealousy just turned into envy then admiration. The women in the office wanted a piece of me too, but right now I was focused on fucking Sona Kapoor's Indian pussy with my big white dick.

This bitch could do no wrong. She wanted to try more and more positions. She wanted to gag on my dick while I throat fucked her. She would suck on balls for as long as I liked, and boy did I like when she sucked my balls. She just loved my size and strength, and my virility. She loves it when I pick her up, throw her around, and bang her hard.

I almost exclusively cummed on her face and tits. She said if it made me happy, then I can cum wherever I want, the sex was already rewarding enough for her. I cummed in her pussy enough as is during the sessions. Of course I liked cumming on her face/tits and marking my territory. It's what alpha males do. And I was going to keep doing it. Hell whenever she swallowed she told me she loved the taste. I wasn't going to stop.

—

Then something happened.

It was a little while after session 4 ended, when Sona came into my office with a huge smile on her face.

"Sam I need to tell you something."

I was a little surprised, usually she came into my office and we just immediately start fucking. No words, just two animals rutting. This was different.

"Yes Sona?" I just wanted to rip off her blouse and shove my cock in her beautiful brown face.

She got up close. Behind my desk. My chair was facing her. She looked me directly in the eyes.

"I'm pregnant!" She said happily.

She jumped on my lap and started kissing me. We made out passionately for a whole minute. My little Indian goddess had been impregnated by my big white dick, and she was now carrying our child.

"That's great news baby." I said when we stopped kissing.

"All thanks to you. Thank you for coming up with such an amazing solution to Ajay's and I problem. This will help our marriage so much."

"It wasn't your problem at all Sona. If Ajay could not impregnate you, then he has failed his duty as a man. You deserve to raise a baby. With my genes and your genes combined, instead of Ajay's, this kid will rule the world one day."

"I know Sam. Thank you. This was the best few weeks of my life. I never knew sex could be so amazing. You've made me feel more amazing than Ajay ever has in all our time being married. Now that I'm carrying your baby, I feel even more fulfilled."

She kissed me again.

I just stared at her, admiring her beauty, this foreign Indian goddess was about to be the mother of my child.

"You were probably right, the first session was enough. But I'm glad we kept having sex to make sure." She said.

"Does Ajay know yet?" I asked.

"No, I wanted you to be the first one I told. You are the father after all." She kissed me again.

Amazing, I had an idea. But I wanted to play this out.

"So I guess that means we don't need session 5." I said.

She looked distraught.

"What? No. Of course we're doing session 5."

"But we don't need to, your pregnant, why would you want to pay for something that's already done."

"Then can we just do it and you don't accept the money?" She was basically pleading with me.

I smiled. "Why do you want me to take you in session 5? We could always keep fucking on the side."

"Well my goal is to please you. You've done so much for me. I know you like taking me in front of Ajay. Frankly I like it too. You put him in his place. I still need him, but not in a physical sense at all. He's purely a provider, which I appreciate. I only want your white dick from now on to be honest. He made me worry that I could not have a child, but you stepped in and gave me one that will end up being 100 times better than what he could've given me. So yea fuck me in front of him again. I want to. And I know you do. We'll keep fucking on the side and keep it our little secret. But I know you get off more when he's watching."

I smiled. She really knew me. She wanted to humiliate her own husband just because it pleases me. She really was mine. She didn't care about Indian culture or any kind of taboos anymore. She was my slut from now on. Hell if I wanted it, she'd probably divorce her husband and marry me. I'll save that possibility for a little later. Plus she's still young, no rush.

"You're so dirty Sona, I love it. Fine. We'll do session 5 tonight. But I'm going to take it up to another level tonight. Be prepared."

This time I kissed her, hard. It was a signal that things were going to be different tonight.

She smiled.

"Of course stud. But how about a little celebration sex? I'm pregnant after all!"

"I was waiting for you to say that. Now get down on your knees and do what I like."

She didn't need a second word. She got down on her knees and started servicing me. She was slurping my dick. Making it really sloppy. Spitting on by cock and balls and rubbing them both across her gorgeous Indian face. Anytime I saw my white dick rub across her face I got so pumped. Finally after sucking my balls and jerking my cock with her hands, I picked her up and started fucking her.

The sex was so much better now that I knew she was carrying my child. It was still rough and aggressive, and dirty, but there was a different king of passion and hunger there.

There was no need to go easy. I stroked hard and aggressive and she was pushing her self into me. I grabbed her hair and put my hand over her mouth. Too much noise for work. But I wasn't going to let up. Her light brown ass was giving me ideas. But I'll save those for tonight.

She started with the usual dirty talk that turned me on.

"You're so much bigger than Ajay."

"I only want your big white dick in this tight little Indian pussy."

"Fuck your married whore."

And much much more.

Truth be told it was really clear now to everyone involved that Ajay and I were in different leagues. He would never get her back in the way that he wanted. So I was going to let him know that.

I was just about done anyways. I took my dick out of Sona's pussy and guided her to her knees. She started sucking, and I took my phone out. I started filming her sucking my dick.

"What're you doing?" She asked. She still continued sucking.

"Oh I'm just keeping this for me."

She was a little hesitant.

"Ok, just don't show this to anyone. Especially Ajay. If I end up leaving him for you, this could really hurt my chances of getting half his stuff."

My little Indian minx. She was considering leaving Ajay for me. I couldn't help but smile. Maybe someday indeed.

I had to calm her down. "Of course not babe. Just keep sucking."

She continued. I was ready to blow. I got up, positioned my big white dick directly in front of her beautiful Indian face and after a couple of more licks from her tongue, I burst.

Jets streaming out of me. So much more than usual, knowing I was covering the mother of my child. The streams that got in her mouth she swallowed without hesitation. I filmed the whole thing. After it was over and she was cleaning the cum off with her fingers and putting it in her mouth, she looked up at me and said, "Thanks future daddy." And sucked my dick off one more time. I came again, but only a bit. She was surprised.

I got it all on video.

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She left my office and I went through the rest of my day. I was really excited for tonight. It was going to be the final session and I was going to make sure it ended on a bang.

I went through my rituals of working out, taking a shower, and preparing to dominate mentally. I didn't have to prepare much, but I was going to take the humiliation and sex to a new level tonight. I was going to make sure that this cucked Indian was forever subservient to me.

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I got to the door that night and rang the doorbell. Ajay answered.

He didn't like me, but he still tries to be friendly or cordial in hopes that I would respond or go easy on him. "Hi Sam." He said meekly.

I just pushed passed him. Clearly he still didn't know his wife was carrying my offspring. Instead he thought this was business as usual.

I didn't see Sona in the living room. I looked to Ajay, "where is she?" I said with such power and authority in my voice he trembled. It felt like I was talking about something I owned. In a way I guess I did own her.

He looked down and said with such defeat in his voice it was sad, "she's in the bedroom waiting for you."

"Well come on then." Of course he knew to follow me, it was the routine for the past two sessions that he would watch what I do to his wife.

I opened the door to their bedroom. Instantly a rush of a lavender scent came over me. It was intoxicating. The room was covered in petals and candles. She had been busy.

Then I saw her. Sona Kapoor was in the middle of the bed wearing the sexiest black lace lingerie I had ever seen. It highlighted all her curves, and it accented her light brown skin so well. Her big tits, her big ass, those lips in amazing red lip stick, her smoky eyes. My Indian princess, your white knight has come for you. I'm here to take you in front of the evil little brown troll.

I told Ajay to get in the corner. Then I set my sights on Sona.

Words weren't needed. I met her in the middle of the bed and we were continuing where we left off at lunch. Passionate kissing, me feeling up her big brown boobs and ass. She was grabbing my dick through my pants jerking me off. I took of my pants and started to take off her lingerie. I then laid down and get her between my legs sucking my dick. Oh god she was sucking the soul out of me. But I had to take this up a notch.

"Ajay come here." I commanded while getting my dick sucked. Sona didn't stop. Ajay looked a little surprised, but he obeyed. He stood there at the side of the bed while his Indian wife sucked my dick. I started talking to him.

"Look at your wife's lips on that big white dick."

He looked like he wanted to retort, but I have broken his soul in these past few sessions. He simply stared at Sona slurping and spitting on my cock. She started sucking and licking my balls.

"Ajay take off your clothes." I commanded. He looked surprised. Even Sona looked at me weirdly while she was sucking those balls. I looked to her, "don't worry baby, focus, I'll take care of this."

Ajay looked at me apprehensively, "why?" He asked.

"Just do it." I wasn't going to ask again.

He started to undress. I saw on his face that he thought I was going to let him participate. What a laughable thought. With people as attractive as me and Sona? This little pathetic Indian? No way.

Once undressed he was even uglier, no muscle on his body, hairy chest, and smelled. Even more so I was right about his dick, is that even 4 inches? The other thing was, he was hard, he was getting off to this, and he wanted in.

He was about to climb on to the bed.

"Wow what're you doing? I never said you could join us."

"But-"

"But what? Are you crazy? I just wanted to remind Sona, the difference between me and you. If you touch her while I'm with her, you don't wanna know what I'll do to you." I said threateningly.

I took my balls out of her mouth and started rubbing my dick across her face. Leaving no area neglected.

I then took her into my arms and picked her up off the bed. She was clinging to me. I positioned us right beside Ajay. I slid her on my dick, and started fucking her standing. She was moaning and screaming. "OHHH!" She screamed as my dick slid in.

I looked to naked little Ajay, "can you do this Ajay? Can you pick her up and fuck her like she wants? Can you dominate her like this? She's an Indian goddess, I mean look at her, you know she deserves this, right?" We all knew the answer.

Instead of answering he looked down. Not good enough for me. "Answer me, you little Indian wimp!"

My strokes got harder the madder I was, Sona was loving it. She was clawing into my back, holding on to me for dear life.

I was staring at his wife and said, "Ajay don't make me ask again. When I speak to you, you answer. Now, can you do this?"

"N-no." His voice cracked.

"Do you think you could ever measure up to me? A white man?"

"No." He said and looked down. I pumped Sona hard.

I was still carrying her. I laid her down in missionary, continued stroking, and looked her in the eyes. She looked like a Bollywood actress right now, and I was inside of her. I wanted her to join in on the fun, "Sona, why don't you tell Ajay the difference between me and him?"

She didn't even look at Ajay, her eyes were still focused on mine, she was still moaning and panting from the fucking I was giving her, but I slowed down, and then she spoke, "well Sam's a lot bigger than you, in both ways-" I stroked hard, a reward. She continued, "he makes me feel more full, more protected, plus he's a lot stronger, and just overall better at sex." Another hard stroke, she was on a roll.

"I didn't know I could connect this much with a white man. I love how you take charge of me. It was like I was made to have sex with you." I was stroking her so hard I was pounding her. She was right too, this Indian woman was made to have sex with white men, especially me. Men of her own race could probably never satisfy her. I wanted Ajay to hear this from his wife.

Ajay was just silent. Dick still hard from watching me take his wife. His silence was like a quiet acceptance. Or just a beta male reaction.
I just kept pounding Sona till she started screaming.

Then something amazing happened. Sona moaned a loud moan and her tight brown pussy started to ooze white cream on my big white dick. Ajay tried to interject, "Honey, he's cummed, the session is over." He was still close enough to me, so I slapped him in his face, teach him some discipline. "This isn't my cum idiot. Your wife's creaming on my dick." Ajay was taken back by the slap, but I told him what would happen if he crossed me. He didn't move from that point on.

Clearly Sona had creamed because I was going deeper than ever before, but also because she was enjoying humiliating Ajay.

I took my dick out and shoved it in her mouth. "Taste yourself off of me." She sucked it eagerly.

Now it was time to make this night the night I damaged their marriage for good.

I looked Ajay dead in the face.

"Get over here bitch."

He looked down and came up to me.

"On your knees, I'm your white master, you pathetic little Indian wimp."

He looked to Sona for help, but she was busy sucking my dick. She didn't even notice him. I moved Sona off my dick and turned her around. I started fucking her doggy.

I pulled her hair and looked back at Ajay.

"Lick your white masters fucking foot, Indian." I said this last word like an insult, even though I was so attracted to his Indian wife. Clearly I just hated him.

That slap earlier set him straight, because he immediately got down on his knees and started licking the bottoms of my sweaty feet.

I continued pounding away, her husband licking my feet, then I told him to stop, because her juicy asshole came into my mind. It was time to tell the truth.

I moved to lay down and put Sona on top of me, to ride me. I told Ajay to lick her feet now.

He didn't even say a word and just started doing it. I noticed he was jerking himself off now. What a loser.

I was still pounding her and she was loving it. My dick was completely submerged in her pussy. How could this little Indian take so much? She started dirty talking, "take my Indian pussy, this married pussy is all yours." I was going so hard now that I thought I was hurting her, but I knew she wanted me to do all I could. She was orgasming with my deep strokes.

"Sona why don't you tell Ajay the good news you told me this afternoon."

She turned her head to Ajay, my dick all the way in her pussy. "Ajay, I am pregnant with Sam's child!" She said while moaning, she was cumming again, both through my dick being fully in her, and Ajay licking her feet.

He stopped licking and was a mixture of shock and surprise, "then contract over?! Why are you doing this?" He sounded upset.

I laughed. I lifted Sona off my dick, I could tell she wanted to stay on, but it was time to explain how this was going to go.

"Listen here you inferior Indian weakling, your wife wants to fuck me. And I want to fuck her. Contract or no contract. Hell we've been fucking nonstop outside of these little sessions, and there's not a god damn thing you can do about it. Sona pass me my phone."

She was silent but she knew I would take charge and protect her, she was mine. She handed me my phone. I got the video of earlier today of her sucking my dick and me jizz all over her face. I showed it to Ajay.

"See? Now, I've given you what you asked for. She has a child, MY child. You're going to take care of this child and I'm going to make sure you do it. I'll be coming in and making sure you do. Sona start sucking my dick."

She broke from the situation and positioned herself between my legs. I continued, "Ajay, if you divorce her, I'll take care of her, but who will take care of you? This video is proof that you're an inferior Indian male who can't please his wife. What would your future wife think about this? Or your parents? I could ruin your life anytime I wanted."

He saw the truth of my words and was scared.

"I-I don't know—"

I cut him off, "did I say you could talk?"

"Now here's how it's going to go Ajay, I'm a very nice guy, I'm going to continue fucking your wife and your going to continue listening to your white master. If this is followed, than you, Sona, and my kid will live a happy little life. Sona is mine physically. Hell I even connect with her better mentally. Her and the kid are always under my protection. So just admit defeat to your superior white master."

The beta male in him was so scared, he'd say yes to anything I said.

"Yes, master."

I laughed.

"Congratulations on being a father... I guess?"

The contract had basically changed from him being considered the father, to Sona and I agreeing that I would be the father and Ajay just the main caretaker. I stopped paying attention to Ajay, now all my attention was on Sona.

I took her fresh from slobbering on my dick and turned her around. She thought I was going doggy again. I took my big white dick and started playing around her tight brown asshole. "Sona, I'm going to fuck your ass."

I didn't look for Ajay's reaction, like I said, Sona's the only one that matters now.

She was a little worried. "I've never had my asshole fucked Sam."

"Trust me, you're going to like it."

"I trust you, daddy."

All I needed to hear.

I eased my head in to her ass. She let out a little scream, but I was going really slow. Then as more and more of my dick got deeper, I could tell she was liking it. I started with deep, slow strokes. Get her rhythm gong. Her sweet brown ass was perfect for fucking. She was letting out little moans, "ohh... ohhh... ohh" and I continued.

After a little while I decided I was going to fuck her ass hard once I've eased her in more. Right now, I just felt like I would drench her in the most cum I ever would if she sucked my balls a little bit. I got out of her ass.

"Get on your knees Sona." She was so entranced she didn't even question it. "Yes daddy."

I finally looked at Ajay, he was on the verge of tears, little baby, but his tiny dick was still hard. "Got beside your wife. Kneel to your white master."

He did it too.

"Sona, suck on my balls." She started enthusiastically sucking. I jerked my dick off. I could feel it coming.

"Please daddy, cum on me, I want your cum, my white daddy." Sona said, then she continued sucking my balls.

I told her to open her mouth.

Finally I came. 7, 8, 9, 10 jets of hot cum erupted out on my dick, all over Sona. I think a little got on Ajay, but I didn't care. I noticed Ajay came as well. But he let out only a tiny spurt of cum that looked miserable on the floor. Sona was glazed in my cum, face, tits, mouth, hair, I bathed her in cum. She swallowed what was in her mouth and kept sucking me off. Cleaning my dick. This little Indian princess wanted to take care of her white knight.

After I was clean I turned to Ajay, still on his knees, watching the whole thing unfold.

"Kiss your wife."

He did so, no hesitation. My cum getting his mouth through his wife's face.

"You pussy, I know you like this. Like the taste of your white masters cum. Little pathetic Indian. Lick your wife clean. I don't want to see any cum spots on her face or tits."

Once again, no hesitation. Sona liked being cleaned too. I felt so much power. This Indian couple would do anything I told them to. The beautiful wife was my own personal sex toy, and the wimpy husband was dominated by his superior alpha male counter part.

After she was clean I lifted her up, and threw her on the bed. I told Ajay, still on his knees, "leave the room now. Sessions over. I'm going to fuck her some more, and tonight I'm going to sleep next to the mother of MY child."

Sona looked happy when she found out there was going to be more sex. Ajay, got his clothes and left the room, I heard him go downstairs and get on the couch.

I then turned to Sona. Her face was clean so I let her give me a big kiss. "That was so fucking hot Sam."

"I know baby."

"Now come fuck this Indian pussy hard, my white stud."

I loved hearing her so those words. I did fuck her more that night, and I would many more times. For we were made to fuck, her the Indian wife, and me the white man.

Fin.

Epilogue #1

9 months later I went to the hospital. The baby had come out, perfectly healthy. The nurse said he was a strong fighter, as he hardly cried when he came out. Sona saw me come in the room and was in tears. "Sam, look, look at our baby."

I did, he was beautiful like his mother, but strong like his father. He had my blue eyes. "Sona that's amazing."

"Hold him please, I want the second one to hold him to be his father."

I did. I saw the jealousy in Ajay's eyes. But I also saw something surprising, acceptance.

Ajay came up to me and thanked me.

"Our marriage will be stronger now. Thank you."

"No problem, just remember she's mine when I want her."

"I know, master."

"Good."

The nurse came in the room with some papers. She asked who the father was, and both Ajay and I said, "me." Then I gave Ajay a look, and he said, "he's the father, but I'm going to be taking care of the boy."

The nurse let out a little smirk. "Sign here please."

And it was done.

Sona turned to me and said, "we're naming him Samir, Sam for short. To honour what his father did for us."

"That's a beautiful name Sona."

I gave Sona a deep kiss, and let her rest. I didn't take a second look at Ajay but I heard him thank me one more time. I had a son. And all was right in the world.

Epilogue # 2

After Samir was a little grown, and Sona was back to normal, she called me. I had been visiting from time to time to make sure Samir was doing ok. Ajay, had been taking care of him alright, but I didn't want his beta tendencies to rub off on my son. He couldn't handle Samir's attitude.

It was 6 months after that Sona and I started having sex again. She would come over to my place, or I would go to hers when Samir was sleeping and Ajay was taking care of him. We were still fucking like Animals. It was then that she said she wanted another baby. I thought it was a little soon, but she insisted that I give her another. Ajay wanted another too.

After a couple of more times creampieing her, she got pregnant again. This time with a girl.

9 months later Samiha was born, and Sona decided that Ajay was not fit to raise her Samir, who was 1 and a half, nor the newly born Samiha. She divorced him, and got half his assets. He was devastated. But I didn't care anymore. She wanted to marry me. And I obliged. My Indian princess deserved her white knight. And these kids deserved a real father.

We got married 2 months later. Samir was happy to have me in his life, as his attitude improved immensely. All in all we had a very happy family. Sona and I were fucking whenever we could, and it had a different kind of passion, now that we were parents. It was some of the best sex ever. Ajay was not a problem anymore, he could rot in the street for all I cared. The children were growing up happy. And it was all because I solved Sona's baby problem.

The End