"Rudra Malhotra naam toh suna hoga ?"
Rudra is the epitome of charisma-outgoing, charming, and unabashedly playful. He has an infectious laugh and a quick wit that makes him the life of the party. His flirty nature often leads to playful banter and...
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The soft light of dawn streamed through the curtains as Rudra stirred awake, the remnants of sleep still clinging to him like a comforting blanket. With a reluctant stretch, arms reaching out, he fumbled for his alarm clock on the side table. In his sleepy haze, the alarm screamed insistently, pulling him from the warmth of his dreams. But, the idea of getting up felt monumental; the comfort of his bed was a siren call too sweet to resist.
In an impulsive, lazy attempt to silence the incessant beeping, Rudra pressed the stop button repeatedly. Unfortunately, his morning coordination failed him, and with a dramatic flick of the wrist, he sent the alarm tumbling into the abyss behind the bed. A crash echoed in the room, followed by a quiet silence that suggested the alarm was beyond saving. A smirk crept across Rudra's face-he felt a small sense of victory at having silenced his nagging morning companion.
But it was the fragrance that enveloped him that truly transformed the moment. As he inhaled deeply, the air was rich with the intoxicating scent of his girlfriend,a delightful blend of warmth and allure that seemed to linger in the morning light. It was more than just a fragrance; it was the essence of her - beautiful, tempting, and utterly captivating.
In an affectionate gesture, Rudra leaned in closer, resting his nose against the soft fabric of her top, nuzzling gently with a sense of belonging. His heart swelled with warmth, and a smile graced his lips as he savoured the moment. The world outside may have been waking up, filled with the sounds of commuters and busy lives, but here, in this sacred space, time stood still.
Unable to resist the pull of curiosity, Rudra reluctantly raised his head. He couldn't help but take in the sight of her-a vision that filled his heart with joy. The tank top of her had ridden up slightly during the night, revealing the delicate curve of her neck and her brown thick bud. Her presence was captivating, the embodiment of all that he cherished-comfort, love, and a hint of mischief.
With a playful grin, he leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her shoulder, breathing in her scent once more. It was mornings like these that made everything feel just right, where the world faded away, leaving only the two of them wrapped in a serene embrace-a testament to love, laughter, and the beautiful chaos that was their life together.
He puts his hands either side of gazing at the most sexy yet innocent sight of his life. Her angry sexy bird breasts were bare in front of his horny eyes. The saggy breast of her with thick brown bud, the sight of his life he never wanted to fade away. His gaze lazily roamed from her breast to face. He took a sharp breath pulling down her top to cover her breast.
She was a tranquil lake at dawn, untouched by the ripples of worry or the storms of anger, and as he gazed upon her, he felt the first rays of sun breaking through his steadfast principles. In that fleeting moment, he was a weary traveller caught off guard by a warm breeze, his heart, once a rigid fortress, now surrendered like a knight laying down arms. Rudra Malhotra did not believe in love at first sight; yet here he was, with every rule of his life melting away like ice under the sun, ready to sacrifice the very essence of his being for the sweet surrender of her affection.
