Amrita, my brothers wife always held a charm in her face as though nothing under the sky could ever snatch her smile. It was during her marriage with Kirti, my elder brother that I saw her for the first time and could not help feeling somewhat jealous about my brother. She stood around 55" with a body that would inspire any woman around her. Did I mention about her breasts which looked fabulously at a 34D. Her medium sized areolas were crowned with somewhat long and hard nipples. She seemed to be keen in trimming her pussy which just had a thin hair cover. (She was lying naked on the bed next to me and hence I can vouch for all those descriptions.)
Amrita was sleeping leaving gentle breaths, making her splendid naked boobs rise up and down as she heaved. Although the doors and windows were closed, I could still hear the noise of heavy downpour outside, typical in this part of the country during this time of the year. I got off the bed, moving to the balcony and started rewindin... Læs hele novellen
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