Raat ke us ashleel aur us toofani milan ke baad, us study room ki thandi farsh par sanata chha gaya tha. Subeh ki pehli dhundhli roshni jab high-rise window se andar aayi, toh usne us kamre ki asliyat ko beparda kar diya.
Meera abhi bhi usi table ke edge par be-hosh aur thaki hui halat mein latki thi, uske gore, bhare hue jism par Raghav ke kiye gaye har ek prahaar aur daanton ke nishaan neel-padh chuke the. Uske vishal, heavy stan jo raat bhar Raghav ke haathon aur muh ki taakat se masle gaye the, abhi bhi dard se dukh rahe the, aur unke dark areolae par uski laar thook aur pasine ki parat sukhi hui thi.
If you can, please support and motivate your writer. And if you have any specific demands, please let me know. Agar aap saksham hai, to apni writer ko support karke aur motivate kar skte hai😗 Aur aapki koi specific demand hai, to wo bhi jarur btaiyega 💋
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