After some intense lovemaking, Guddu kilt lay upon his pillow; his hand draped artfully across Runjhun's shoulder while she buried her delicate chin, in his white fabric that enveloped his slightly, hairy, chest reminiscing how the three arsonists torched their home. Guddu in fits of rage, like a surfer dude, hell bent on revenge while shimmering tears pushed its way past Runjhun's voluminous eyelashes, streaming down her porcelain cheeks that were partially covered by soft strands of raven, black, flowing, hair almost touching her red, luscious lips, so warm, so inviting, worthy and deserving to be kissed.
After some intense lovemaking, Guddu kilt lay upon his pillow; his hand draped artfully across Runjhun's shoulder while she buried her delicate chin, in his white fabric that enveloped his slightly, hairy, chest reminiscing how the three arsonists torched their home. Guddu in fits of rage, like a surfer dude, hell bent on revenge while shimmering tears pushed its way past Runjhun's voluminous eyelashes, streaming down her porcelain cheeks that were partially covered by soft strands of raven, black, flowing, hair almost touching her red, luscious lips, so warm, so inviting, worthy and deserving to be kissed.