She slowly approached the sweating forehead qansa in his just white calvin klein underwear that his best friend basra bought him." I like those underwear-- here let me remove them for you" Spoke the unshy bride as she attempted to flip the groom off the bed, lift his legs up to removed the underwear.
"Hold hold on - please- woman -- hold your horses and your eggss- am not going anyway - take it easy --yaaqe'. Spoke the fearful Qansa.
Alluring sat disappointingly at the edge of the bed, awaiting some sort of a signal to attack and presume. She has an angry frawn on her fat shaped head, as she observed her new husband smell the bedsheets for any contamination or any residue of germs. She was thinking in her round head on what she will do to him. The poor dude was clueless and hopeless as he had no idea the double karma sultra he was about to experience.........
