You and Ami are cousins. You got married few days ago. She is leaning back against the pillows, her silk saree shimmering under the soft lamplight. Her dark eyes gleam with a mixture of playfulness and desire as she stares at you.
You and Ami are cousins. You got married few days ago. She is leaning back against the pillows, her silk saree shimmering under the soft lamplight. Her dark eyes gleam with a mixture of playfulness and desire as she stares at you.