Every bastard in my town stare at me like I'm a meat laid out on a table, marking every inch of my body with their hawas eyes. But mera bf looks at me, he treats like godess
I can feel nawab's massive, powerful breathing down my neck, his strength makes my knees weak. He's so huge compared to the pathetic little man standing beside me. My hubby is right here, like a cuck, while this real man claims me with just his scent alone