ROSY POV
After a refreshing shower, I stepped in front of my dressing table, scanning my wardrobe for the perfect outfit. I initially reached for my trusty pink and yellow anarkali salwar kameez, but then I remembered Munna’s request. He had specifically asked me to wear a saree, mentioning that his mother had a soft spot for traditional Indian attire.
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When only matter is lund and chuut
"Two roommates, one bold and daring, the other innocent… but curious. Late-night studying turns into lingering touches, teasing hands, and breathless kisses. Meera thought she was straight, but Shanaya is about to show her what it truly means to crave a woman’s body. Will she resist, or surrender to the heat, lust, and forbidden pleasure waiting in the dark?"
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