A rainy day and a empty house

Moring was same as usual.but weather was not in a mood for usual stuf.d dark clouds and lovely wind pin me to bed.vid her. gorgeous morning face,sleepy eyes."no office.. spend this day with me.." still waiting for her... N writing this fantasy of my thoughts doing great many things to a body . Imagining her dripping wet in pure white kurti almost transparent  with her nipples peeping out 2b sucked like 'gulab jamun' as i call them...n they r like gulab jamuns...a bit dark almost like chocolate diiped in fragrance n that butterscotch taste... Her moisturizer... want to dance with her in this rain having a whole body in my arms kissing her on her lips on her neck getting rid of your clothes in this rain... why drink red juice.. when I can have are drooping wet pussy to drink and let her have my cream to bust her senses...

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