Bhabhi, her dark eyes filled with a mix of shame and desire, slowly unravels her sari, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of vibrant silk. Her husband, his eyes locked on her naked form, feels his cock twitch in anticipation. She moves closer, her hips swaying, her breath ragged. She reaches out, tentatively at first, then with more confidence, her fingers tracing the outline of his hardening cock through his pants. He groans, his hands reaching out to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples. She gasps, her pussy throbbing, her juices flowing, ready to repay her debt in the most intimate way possible.