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My hips eased down on Ravi, as I felt every inch of him move inside me.

Just as I clicked the stove on with milk on it, Ravi’s fingers found my warm waist below my t-shirt.

Rascal Ravi! Trapped me right where I wanted! I was kneading the chapati dough in the kitchen around 6:30 earlier today… alone. The...

His hands slowly roamed over my red kurta, over my stomach, moving up… I sighed…

He pushed his groin into my ass, his hard-on evident.