’ Simran spoke to her husband. She somehow felt bad at this crass display of crude power by her husband and that too in front of Lakshmi. What would...a wife feel when she saw her husband being slapped!`I am fed up. You also lecture me.’ Amit spoke in an exasperated tone and marched out of the room.Simran felt like consoling Bhavdeep and just as she approached him, she became conscious that her robe had just been tied with a cord and that under the robe she was completely nude. Her bare legs. Could she even make a new life? She had moved to a new city, begun a new job, even changed back to her maiden name. But she could still feel him everywhere. At night she would lay crying, never knowing whether she would ever love again. But, so slowly it passed without notice, one day became two, two days became a week, and weeks became months. Before she knew it, a year had passed and it was the anniversary of that fateful night. She headed to his graveside, ready to say a final goodbye to a. . 2 minutes me choot jayega.Both laughed. Their physical intimacy till now was limited to kissing, groping, fondling and phone sex. Now the Day of liberation was soon approaching.The couple, with their close friends, went to the court and fulfilled the required formalities. Malas were exchanged. And they were married.First night and ‘Honeymoon’ was booked in a good 3 star hotel of Hyderabad.Aditi was dressed in a traditional red saree and with her curvy figure and those perky breast of 32, was. My back arches up in the hungry ache that follows the tease, you slip your arms under me and drag me to the edge of the bed, flipping me onto my stomach so my supple rear, with the single red stripe from your belt, is propped in the air. You grasp the belt and lash my wrists together behind me, leaning over my back to brush the hair from my face- thrusting against me again while doing so. I accidentally let out a moan, and you respond with a harsh smack to the back of my thighs. .