He squinted his eyes closed, trying to cope the rushing emotions.
"Hamare pita bahut pyaar karte the unse-~"
[My dad, he loved her a lot~]
"Humne jinpe bharosa Kiya, unsey dhoka hi mila, vo accident bhi Hamare hi Aadmiyon ne Hamare dushmano ke saath milke karwaya, maarna chahte the, lekin zinda Bach gye hum, apahich Banke."
[Whoever I trusted, betrayed me, my own people planned that accident along with my enemies, but I survived, became handicapped. ]
His eyes turned red but he somehow continued, but thiswas not easy for him. Remembering what hurts him the most.
He just couldn't continue. Nidhi shifts away and on the bed. Rajeev was somewhat not pleased. He glanced at nidhi with hurt in his eyes.
He wanted her to be near him. Now he needed her the most. Nidhi upon sitting up comfortably held his shoulder and pulled him. He leaned and his head rested on her neck. He hugged her tightly.
She smelled of soil, probably Multani mitti like, he inhaled again. He wanted to bury his head in her neck forever and never leave her. She was so beautiful but now was not the time to think of all that.
Moreover he needs to tell her what doctor had informed about.
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The Disabled Thakur's Wife (18+)
FantasyA 'slut' of a 21 year old Nidhi is married to the disabled thakur, who is paralysed below his waist. What will happen when her sexual frustration will heighten and she starts seeking ways for her pleasures.
