
The founder never showed up at 4 a.m.
By 4:30, the external doors unlocked again—some glitch in the security system, or maybe the night guard just got bored. The four of them slipped out separately: Meera first, skirt smoothed, cum still sticky between her thighs; then Arjun, shirt untucked; Rohan and Priya last, giggling like teenagers who’d just stolen from the cookie jar.















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