When I Saw Him π
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When shubman saw him he were lost in his eyes. ππ€π«°
Top shubman
Bottom ishan
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" Ishan....baby if you are not ready....I understand." Shubman said with loving voice.
"Shubi , go on...make me yours tonight. Ishan said softly in shubman's ear . π
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