The grand wedding of Mafia King Arjuna and Mafia Queen Panchali was the talk of the town. The entire city was abuzz with excitement as the two powerful figures in the underworld were finally tying the knot. The wedding festivities lasted for three days, with lavish celebrations and extravagant parties.
On the first night of their marriage, Arjuna and Panchali retired to their luxurious bedroom in the grand mansion that belonged to the mafia king. As they stood face to face, the tension between them was palpable. Arjuna, with his rugged good looks and commanding presence, looked at Panchali with desire in his eyes.
Panchali, with her stunning beauty and fierce demeanor, met his gaze with equal intensity. She knew that this marriage was not just about love, but also about power and control. As the two of them stood there, a silent understanding passed between them.
Without a word, Arjuna stepped forward and gently cupped Panchali's face in his hands. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her with a hunger that took her breath away. Panchali responded in kind, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as she deepened the kiss.
As they kissed, Arjuna's hands roamed over Panchali's body, leaving a trail of fiery kisses and love bites in their wake. Panchali moaned softly, her body responding to his touch with a fierce need. Arjuna slowly began to undress her, his hands reverently exploring every inch of her skin.
As he removed her clothes, he revealed her flawless body, her curves and angles a work of art. Arjuna's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her, his hands moving to cup her breasts and tease her nipples to hardness. Panchali arched into his touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips.
Arjuna leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it gently. Panchali's back arched off the bed, a low moan escaping her as pleasure shot through her body. Arjuna continued his ministrations, alternating between her breasts and driving her wild with desire.
As the night wore on, Arjuna's touch became more urgent, his fingers delving between her thighs and finding her wet and ready for him. He began to finger her, his movements rough and demanding as he thrust into her with a fierce intensity. Panchali cried out in pleasure, her body writhing beneath him as he brought her to the brink of ecstasy.
