Obedient Wife
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Last published Tue, Mar 10, 2020
This is the journey of Zainab Rehman from spoiled daughter to obedient wife.
"You got perfect body that can make any man insane." He replied huskily in my ears. Sudden shivers ran through my body, this man has really affect on me. He slowly caressed my neck. I closed my eyes and enjoy his touch on my body . He stopped , I open my eyes in sudden reaction and saw his cold eyes.
"You surely got every thing perfect body, silk smooth skin, pink lips. Except one thing which is very important for woman to attracts her husband and that is modesty". He stated his words like I am the most beautiful but still ugly woman on the earth.
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