Gopinath, a 45-year-old man, had lost his wife Devyani two years ago. Now, he was a lonely, unsatisfied man, his cock burning for a new pussy to satisfy its hunger. His body was still fit—broad chest, strong arms, and eyes that could pull any woman in. He had a son, Avinash, and a daughter, Deepa. Deepa, a 19-year-old beauty, was fair, with a curvy body, heavy hips, full breasts, thick lips, tall frame, and toned thighs. Her beauty was so tempting that Gopinath had often found himself aroused just imagining her body. But he didn’t want to break the sacred bond, so he kept his distance from her, even though they lived in the same city. Deepa was married to Gautam, an army man posted in Jammu-Kashmir, forced to stay away from her.