Monami is playing a struggling model and Karan is the most famous director producer of the country. So how will Monami get a movie with him. And how will she impress him to get his attention.
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She just smiled and try to open the door of car, Karan helped her with opening the door.
They step out of the cab and onto the walkway.
Monami can't walk straight so he pick her up in his arms, she is staring at him all the time.
He take her hand and lead her to the front door of her residence, where she behave naughty and nibble at the back of his neck as he fumble with the lock.
The door swings open and he pull her inside.
He find switches and turn on the lights, but Monami's mind is suddenly focussed on his lips as they press to hers.
Their tongues fight for control and her breath is suddenly taken away by the feel of his hand returning to her breasts.
She never felt touch over her private body parts before this.
The nipple starts to tingle under the light pinches of his finger tips.
His other hand slides slowly down her back, pausing to rub lightly at the small, sending shivers racing, before continuing down, over the curve of her ass, and cupping the cheek.
The tips of his fingers are just touching the spot where her leg joins her ass, lightly gliding back and forth, over the cloth of her mini red skirt.
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As their kiss works into a frenzy, she slide her hands down his chest, and she can feel the hard pebbles of his nipples.
Her hand moves up to the collar of his shirt and she start to pop the buttons undone, one at a time.
As she slowly expose his chest, he start to gently push her, guiding her backwards, further into the house and into the bedroom.
He opened one room and bring her there. Ishani is still not back at home.
