My name is Vidya Venkatraman. I am 26 years old. Though I am educated, as I came from a very poor rural family, I had to get married to a well to do software professional of 27 years. My husband’s name is Rahul Sharma. I am a beautiful looking woman – very fair, long hair,
Salim stood for a moment and gazed at my body, appreciating my firm, round breasts, nearly perfect tummy and shapely legs. He reached forward and cupped my breasts, lowering his face to their softness. With expertise and gentleness, he removed my bra, allowing it to join the rest of the clothing on the floor. I
As he pulled his penis out of me, I prepared for the return of the ram. I held my breath and just then, I felt him re-enter and attack my inner back walls, attempting, it felt, to break them down. I felt the pain again, too, but this time it didn’t startle or hurt me
