Missing her Maternal Home, Mrs. Komal Raichand persisted her husband to join her in visit. She could not go to see her old family without him. A day without him would had made her all gloomy despite the fun there. She was as if addicted to her husband and his taste – especially the salty and velvety taste of his dick.
Giving the last touch to her dull pink nail paint, she waited until it dried off.
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