Takhon Alok aste kore Nupur hath dhore Nupur ke praye tante tante barir chate niye gelo. Chate keu chilo na karon biye barir sab kaj barir samner park... kora hoyechilo aar barir sabai neechee parke byashto chilo. Chate niye giye Alko Nupur ke dhore ekta paancheeler songe darn koriye Nupur ke joriye dhorlo. Alok ekta hath diye Nupurer mayee tipchilo aar anno hath ta Nupurer sareer bhetore dhukiye diye Nupurer dansha guud ta niye khela khorte thaklo. Khanik pore Nupur garom hoye giye ahhhh ohhhhh. But she wanted more... she had an idea of what she wanted, and she felt she would find it in the next room. She kissed him, and he fell back onto the sofa, sleep already taking him.She walked into the next room, and as soon as she entered, she felt soft hands and a soft mouth embrace her. This room was lighter, sunlight coming through a large window, covered in a bright white cloth. The woman standing next to her was a little older, with the blond hair and blue eyes of the foreigners, north of. Bisatr sofe se tuch kar ke lagaya . sofe ki or sar tha gada kafi choda tha . sab log apne room me so gaye the me abhi tak niche hi betha tha mery baha ne kaha “bhaya light of kar do mujhe nind aarahi he” mene light off kiya or c didi ke pas akar unse bat karne laga didi ne chadr odi hui thi mene apna ek hath didi ke upar rakha or didi ke boobs ko sahla raha tha didi ka hath mere lund ke upar tha orWah use sahala rahi thi me or didi dhire dhire bate kar rahe the mene dheka choti ritu sochuki he. If it wasn't for his glowing white skin, which resembled a corpse or ghost, he could be just any other man, if you dressed him in something other than skin tight orange. And such an orange, it was so bright, so easy to see. Almost if it was ment to draw attention.This close to the caravan route, with all the bandits and warrior-kings, it wasn't the smartest plan. Even so, besides his orange skin, he had no belongings. He didn't even have a knife! He seemed to belong to no tribe or clan, as he.