She was moaning and it was making me more wild. I tugged on the other dori and pulled it. No wher blouse came loose. She was hugging me so tight that it was still in place. I roamed my hands on her bare back and pulled her from hug. I kissed her on her lips and she held her blouse with her hands to keep it in place. I pushed her on bed and hovered over her kissing her deeply. I held her both hands in mine and pinned them on her head with my single hand. She was wiggling. I pulled the blouse from the front with my other hand and threw it on the floor. She shut her eyes tightly. I pressed her boobs with my one hand and pushed my crotch into her. I was out of control now. I smooched her harder and pressed on her boobs. Ummmmmhhhhhu mmmmhhh she was moaning in my mouth. Peep in to read more......

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?