
Three days had passed since that rainy night. Meera could not forget what happened. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered Vikram’s mouth sucking her big boobs, his thick dick inside her pussy, and the dirty feeling when he peed inside her. Her pussy became wet again and again thinking about him.
It was midnight in Lucknow. Meera was lying on her bed in a pink nighty. Her phone rang. It was Vikram.




















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