Misc. Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding (Complete)

[Mintu08]

Chapter 31

Mumbai, Kulkarni Villa : 

Since it was already night, the whole bunglow was well decorated, adding more grace to its already grandeur look. The stairs had red roses all over them as they headed towards the threshold of the main entrance upwards. Pallavi admired the size of the house, the posh premises and she looked aside to see Debosree pretty much awed too. 

Just besides them, their husbands stood holding on to their shoulders. While Pallavi passed an equally enlightened smirk to Daksh, Debosree couldn't manage to pass even a sheepish smile to Harsh. 

Prajakta noticed Pushpa walk down towards them and the P.A was not wearing her sophisticated suit and skirt anymore. She was clad in a Nauvari styled maharashtrian saree and she looked like a gorgeous host at this moment. Pallavi admired the new way of cladding a saree and Debosree too was amazed at the sway and the aura Pushpa carried as she walked down towards them with a beaming smile and with flowers on a small basket.

"Hmmmmmmm such delicious couples!" Pushpa cooed with a smirk which amazed both Pallavi and Debosree, who were amazed to know it was the same Pushpa who had visited their house in a stern formally dressed Secretary.

"Delicious indeed Pushpa!" Harsh smirked.

"Time to eat already?" Daksh smirked too and both brothers laughed while a thrill rain down the spines of both Pallavi and Debosree. 

Just then one of the sisters Falguni came up and lifted the chin of Pallavi, purring...

"This bhabhi of mine will make a good feast!! Look at how her lips are trembling already!" 

Pallavi blushed immediately, while Pratiksha came from the other side and lightly touched Debosree's face, making her look at her and then she purred too...

"My Harsh bhau will burp in sattisfaction too! Debosree bhabhi has a bit more to offer!!" 

Pratiksha giggled along with Falguni, while Pallavi smirked too, gazing at her ex-husband for a while, who suddenly shivered at the words and then looked down to her heaving breasts inside the red blouse. She cursed the Bobby agency in her mind to give her some very juicy big ones, but a different new sexual pleasure also passed through her body when they were praised by her nanad.

Debosree silently also looked up to see how Harsh smiled too and his smile had a touch of lust in it quite easily. The nervous Bobby bit her lip, while Pallavi too felt a breath next to her neck and she looked up to see Daksh having the same lusty smile. Both brides shivered at the same time, but it was only Debosree who had more anxiety. 

Pushpa welcomed the groom and brides inside the posh bunglow and the moment Pallavi stepped in, her heart jumped with a newdfound joy and she admired and marveled the sheer grandeur of the house which was surrounded with women clad in the maharashtrian styled sarees. The presence of these differently dressed women also made her excited for some reason, while Debosree felt this was a whole new world!

The big bunglow!

The Marathi women around!

Mumbai!

Just then Prajakta stood in front of them and she held her hands on her hips like a purely dominant personality she was. Pallavi's eyes were shamelessly glued towards her sasuma's pure gold jewelry which had big fat beads that did justice to her wide neck and adorned the area around her very meaty cleavage. 

But then, Daksh murmured into her ear...."Let's take aashirwad from aai!" and broke his wife's focus, making her sheepishly smile and then they both bowed taking aashirwad from Prajakta and when the turn came to Harsh, he was ready to bow too, but noticed Debosree feeling awkward from doing so.

Debosree actually cringed bowing with her husband and made a small grimace of a face, but just then she noticed an angry glare from Pushpa, who stood just a little far away and somehow out of an unknown shiver, she too bent down and finally both she and her husband took blessings from a smiling Prajakta.

Soon a good feast was arranged. The women discussed the steamy nights the couples would engage in, but in pure Marathi, which made the nanads giggle, but obviously Pallavi and Debosree were clueless. However just then an unknown bomb dropped when Prajakta announced..

"Our dear brides will now be serving food to each guest!!"

Pallavi and Debosree both shivered. They hadn't even changed yet and Pallavi in perticular cooed slowly to her nearest nanad Falguni...."but umm I haven't changed yet.....how can I serve in this bridal saree?"

"Are bhabhi! Its a ritual. Don't worry, you will enjoy it!" Falguni purred with a smirk.

Meanwhile, Debosree noticed a couple of girls clearly discussing her and the more she noticed the attention of the guests towards her, the more she felt nervous, untill Pratiksha went upto her and cooed....

"Bhabhi! Time to serve our guests!!"

Debosree shivered a bit and stood still, while Pratiksha naughty pinched on an exposed stomach area of hers and cooed again...

"Bhabhi!! If you keep standing like this!! Daksh bhau will not resist and will pounce on you right here and now!!"

The brief teasing from her nanad made Debosree stirr a bit and then she widened her eyes to see Pallavi serving the Marathi women around and she too had a nervous smile on her face. 

Debosree sighed and joined Pallavi soon, while Daksh and Harsh relaxed and took aashirvaad from the elderly ladies around. Both the brothers could barely wait for the most awaited night with their respective brides.

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Kolkata :

A lonely Promila lay on her bed after a normal dinner and she was not in a normal state of mind at all. In the past few months she had been in a bizzare journey of seeing her bahu divorce her only son who then transformed into a woman and not only that, but also got married to a man from a different state along with her ex-wife who also got married happily with another man.

Promila knew her life was not the same anymore because of her associations with the Kulkarni family! And specially the supremely rich and dominant Prajakta Kulkarni!

Promila sighed with a latent sexual frustration as she realised how enticing the night would be for both Pallavi and Debosree, while she was all alone in her house. 

"A lonely widow! Thats who I am! Hmmpphhh!" 

Promila got up from her bed and took out a jewelry set given to her as a gift from Prajakta. She noticed it was an expensive gold set and she brushed her fingers all over the necklace and then she even noticed some gold bangles in addition to the set. A naughty part of her made her blush when she remembered how some of the girls had teased her to become a bride as well and for some reason, she kept overthinking on that silly line.

"These shameless young girls always pull the legs of older widows!! I guess..."

But then, with a loud yawn, Promila felt sleepy and she decided to brush aside the thoughts in order to achieve a good healthy sleep, so that she can resume her regular duties as she always did. Promila had really nothing to worry about for her livelihood because Debosree's father's government job had ensured a good pension every month, but the mature widow still wondered as she laid on her bed ..

"Hmmm....what is this unknown itch? At this age? O bhogoban!"

Promila ignored random thoughts and decided to go to sleep and fortunately she did immerse in a deep slumber soon.

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Mumbai, Late night :

After the welcome rituals were done for the night, the most awaited golden moment had arrived atlast and the two couples headed towards their respective rooms which were now the covens of a sexual atmosphere. Both Debosree and Pallavi bit their lips with a tiny tremor passing through their bodies when Prajakta blessed them by rubbing their pallu clad heads with her palms and pouting...

"Make sure my sons are happy the whole night!"

The two couples reached inside their respective rooms and the night just got wilder with each passing moment.

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Pallavi and Daksh 

Pallavi skipped a beat when Daksh closed the door and the slam was a loud one and kind of hinted towards the dominant aura of the hunk. Pallavi bit her lip in thrilled anticipation when she remembered how gently Debosree had slammed the door when she used to be the husband and in comparison, Daksh already showed a passive aggession.

Pallavi felt a tension as Daksh walked upto her and slowly sat on the bed. His weight on the soft matress added more shiver inside the already aroused Pallavi, who bit her lip and looked down, still unable to face her new husband. 

Soon, what began was a tension of sexual air with a slow steamy exchange of words!

"Pallavi, I know this night has come in your life earlier already.........." Daksh had a naughty look on his face as he sat closer and breathed out this words towards his wife's lips which were trembling already.

"And I also know that how fruitless that night has been!" 

This sudden crude line from Daksh made Pallavi gaze up towards him with a raised eyebrows and her raised eyeballs made her face look even more radiant and gorgeous. 

A tension filled out the entire room and a silence crept in

..........

Debosree and Harsh -

Debosree clutched the folds of her pillow very firmly in tension and nervousness. She was confused between her still-existent male mind and her pounding heart which belonged to her feminine curvy figure. 

She hated to look at the mirror not too far away from the king sized bed where she sat like the nervous bride she was. Just a few months ago she was a normal husband on a similar night, but now she was the bride! 

Even worse, the bride who is likely to be mounted by her man anytime and made love to!

Debosree kept wondering untill the door opened and even closed with a slam and the slam sound made her look ahead, only to find Harsh smiling near the slammed door. 

A creepy silence crept inside the room as Harsh just stood there and studied the gorgeous figure of Debosree clad in the red benarsi saree. His cock twitched inside his expensive dhoti as he now began to walk ahead towards the bed, scaring Debosree even further. 

Debosree clutched on to her pillow confines even more now as Harsh neared her. Somehow the heat from his body and a musky manly stench along with it created a wicked sensation to her body for some unknown reason, which disturbed her even more.

"Ah Debosree, how beautiful you look! hmmmmmm....." 

Harsh sat near Debosree atlast and now it was her turn to endure the creepy silence which occured inside the room.

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Pallavi - Daksh 

Daksh slowly forwarded a hand and placed it on the mehndi adorned palm of Pallavi, making her shiver and bite her lower red glossy lip. Not only was she shamelessly turned on because of the skin tone difference of both their palms, but moreover it was the sheer width of the rugged manly palm against her own softer one.

"I umm........... ahm....." Pallavi shivered with her words, she wondered what she even wanted to say, but Daksh triggered the precide chords of her brain and softly whispered, rubbing his manly fingers on her's....

"Your palm is so creamy to touch! my fingers can't resist flirting with your softer ones... oh Pallavi, come closer please!"

Pallavi couldn't dare move her palm away, but she kept gazing at how her slim fair fingers mingled with Daksh's firm brown ones and it was if each finger flirted with its partnering finger. The tension in the room was just getting higher and higher and the sheer anticipation of what will happen next only made Pallavi's heart beat faster. 

"Don't resist me much longer Pallavi, the bull is already on loose! famished to explore and conquer!"

The word 'conquer' sounded crude, but Pallavi gasped as her eyes diverted up from the palm-collaboration towards her husband's eyes. Their eyes met atlast. 

The focussed maratha man's predator like eyes never skipped a single glance from Pallavi's beautiful big swan like eyes and gradually, her nose even began whiffing the undeniable thick manly scent coming from Daksh, which was enough to arouse and erect her nipples deep within the red silk blouse.

..........

Debosree - Harsh 

Debosree cringed at the erotic tension which was formed inside the room due to the closeness of Harsh and the way he eyed her whole body up. Very clearly the man had the eyes which made her feel like she was more of a prey and somehow the mighty physique of the kurta and dhoti clad man scared her quite naturally.

Harsh now got a hand and lifted Debosree's chin up even more untill their eyes met. A quiver which was almost inaduble passed the bobby's lips as the lips of her husband got close to hers. But she cringed even more now!

"Please.... no.....oh god....no..........."

Debosree cringed in her mind because her still present male brain couldn't bare the heat of the moment and even worse that a brutish hunk like Harsh was so near to her.

Harsh's lips were dangerously approaching Debosree's when just out of her cringed fear, she turns her face away, making the hunk stop and yet with a smile, he murmers to her very softly....."Its alright, relax....."

Debosree couldn't face her husband easily now. Although the tone of Harsh was soft, but still she shivered from moving any further, but then, without any further delay, Harsh began to feel her cheeks and nose and overall her whole face, while slowly brushing his firm fingers around the lips. 

This time however, Debosree couldn't protest at all. Her heart skipped beats from this slow sensual act of Harsh and her feminine brain took over her male one. She felt a small 'dhak dhak' in her heart and her breasts heaved up sensually as Harsh now shifted more towards her and now slowly his nearest hand proceeded to her nearest one. 

"How beautiful can one be? uff........Debosree, these bong features of yours will take my breath away today!"

Debosree felt a thunder pass her body and she found it so embarrasing to be complimented by another man, but then she realised she was no longer a man herself and on the contrary, her feminine brain convinced her to allow Harsh to have his way through and do what he was doing.

Then Harsh murmured something softly to himself, but in marathi this time, making Debosree unaware of the words, but the manly hand continued to explore her face in the slowest sensual way possible.

.............

Pallavi - Daksh

"I am scared to explore the potential of the beast besides me..." 

The soft erotic tension made Pallavi murmer a poetic line to Daksh, who now got his lips very much close to hers and just from an inch difference, he murmered back....

"But the beast is set free now! there is no escaping of its prey"

Pallavi took a deep breath and let the moment take its way out. She closed her eyes and Daksh closed his eyes too, slowly inching his lips ahead untill the two set of lips very lightly touched each other. The moment they touched, Pallavi shifted her lips away with a thunder passing through her body and she gazed down in shame and potential lust.

"What happened Pallavi?" Daksh smirked, very well knowing that she was easily in her submissive mode.

"It feels so sudden........aah......oh.."

Pallavi wanted to murmer a few more words, but Daksh pecked her lips once more and waited for a response from his bride, who then blushed and igniting her fires inside, she again seductively closed her eyes and willingly got her lips ahead and mashed them against Daksh's. The kiss began slow, but the silence of the room made sure the spongy slurpy sound could be heared to anyone present in the room, quite easily.

The more Daksh chewed on her lips and sucked her petal juices, the more Pallavi fired up from inside and she caught hold of the strong kurta clad shoulders of her husband, who now slowly got his hands up and held the soft smooth back of his wife and eventually the fingers slowly began to shift the red pallu aside and Pallavi in the sheer heat of the moment, didn't mind one bit and kept kissing her husband with absolute lust.

The fire within ultimately urged the two to move a step forward and Daksh left the lips and began kissing the nape of Pallavi's neck, making her emit out low moans of pleasure. She closed her eyes and firmly held onto the mighty shoulders of her new husband and ultimately she rest her back on the grand cushion of the bed with Daksh leaning on her and still kissing her neck, to the point that wet patches of his saliva left their patches on each corner of the neck and one rugged hand got busy in now discarding the jewelry, while Pallavi still kept her eyes closed.

"Oh ummmmmm oh Daksh..........." With closed eyes, Pallavi slowly mewed with low moans and the more each jewelry was taken out with a slow pace, the more her heartbeats paced up. 

..............

Debosree - Harsh

Finally the turn came when Harsh neared his lips towards Debosree and the more his lips neared hers, the more she clutched the pillow harder. This was a moment of sheer reluctance, but somehow her inner transformed soul was fully adjusting to it. But still she kept her lips pursed, but Harsh was clever enough to not approach the lips directly. He wanted to give her own time and enjoy the sensuality of the moment. 

"Debos....reee.........ah hmmmmmmmmmm"

Harsh sighed in lust and began to plant slow soft nibbles around the radiant face of Debosree and she somehow felt a ticklish sensation from those soft kisses around her face. Her nipples hardened and her feminine mind allowed Harsh to proceed with his kisses. 

Slowly and ultimately, Harsh began to proceed a hand to remove the earings first and when he took them off, Debosree decided to open her heart out to him right there and then.......

"I uh......ummmmm not really prepared ff...for this!" The bobby pouted softly.

Harsh removed the first earing and murmured back......."I won't be forceful! I will cherish each aspect of your beauty!"

Debosree still defended herself and mewed...."You know I am a bobby right? not fully a....."

"Ah stop it! I don't care. You are the most beautiful person I have met! those round big eyes and those inviting lips are making me so eager oh Debosree..........forget your past and embrace the present!"

With the end of these lines, Harsh removed the other earing too and slowly licked the lobes of each ear, sending a wicked shiver inside Debosree. She felt her male mind fading out and her feminine soul taking over, but somehow with an existent reluctance.

Harsh kissed each ear and kissed the cheeks and when he was eager to move to the lips, Debosree still pursed them in fear. She somehow found the lips to lips contact a bit horrendous at the moment and Harsh like a loyal husband, ignored the lips and just nuzzled his lips and nose on the other facial features untill he slowly proceeded to feel the exposed part of the stomach and feel the curved areas of it. 

"Uh............." Debosree moaned when her exposed stomach was felt by Harsh's firm fingers as he kissed around her neck this time, while the other free hand began discarding the jewelry slowly slowly.

Debosree realised in sheer horror that gradually she was letting herself go loose and allowing Harsh to have his way through.

..............

Pallavi - Daksh

With slowly opening eyes Pallavi found herself laid down on the bed and she realised her pallu was taken off already, exposing her red silky blouse clad breasts that heaved with anticipation. 

Low moans and hungry eyes were the best way to describe Pallavi's plight at the moment, as Daksh without wasting any further time, took off his kurta in a not-so polite way. With a devilish smirk, he caught hold of the collars of his kurta and tore it fromt middle and the tearing apart made a sound which sent a shiver inside the already lusty Pallavi who realised the power of the man she married.

"Oh bhogobaan........" Pallavi mewed in lust as she viewed Daksh's ripped brown body contrasting sexily with his white banyan. The days and weeks of latent curiosity was quenched atlast, as she eyed the rippling bulgiing 17 inch biceps of the Maratha hunk and Daksh too knew how smitten his bride was with his upper body. 

"Like what you see hm?" Daksh smirked and gave a Herculean pose with his fist on his hips, showing off his manly aura to the already aroused Pallavi, whose breasts seemed eager to get out of the red blouse and she was almost chewing on her lower lip by now.

Daksh smiled and leaned a bit lower, so as to allow Pallavi to have a neat access to his strong body. With again a small peck on her lips, he bit her earlobe and murmered......."Go on, feel me!"

Pallavi bit her lip again and got her manicured fingers and first kept them on the mighty forearm of the man. She became more and more aroused as she made her fingers travel further up untill they reached the biceps and triceps. 

"Oh Daksh............ uhm........" 

A lust filled tone emitted out of the aroused Pallavi as she felt the mighty biceps and the triceps of her husband, who smiled and noticed how the slim fair fingers travelled along his bulging curves and soon, her other hand immitated the previous one. Now, with both her hands feeling both the biceps, Pallavi just kept her eyes dreamily opened and her mouth partly opened with tingles of arousal.

Her mehndi adorned hands then proceeded towards the mighty pecs of the man and Daksh smiled even wider this time, slowly getting his hands near the blouse buttons. He seductively tiptoed his fingers starting from the navel of his bride's flat stomach, making Pallavi feel a sexy tickle and then ultimately he rested his fingers right on the bottom most button of the blouse. 

'PLUCK!'

Pallavi moaned a bit more when the first button opened and slowly slowly Daksh began opening the other buttons as well, but in the very same slow seductive pace. 

Pallavi felt her vaginal gates already beginning to leak out drops of arousal as each button opened up.

..............

Debosree - Harsh

In the meantime, Debosree and Harsh had taken their progress a level ahead, where the bobby laid with her blouse buttons opened, exposing the beautiful white bra inside. Harsh had taken off his kurta by now and somehow Debosree refused to see his upper body. She sniffed an aggression in the whole move of the hunk and a terror passed her semi naked body to what would happen.

"Debosree aah.............such a comfort to be on you!" 

Harsh laid his body on his wife and the next horror Debosree felt was the poking of his rigid package on her still saree clad coven, but to her further horror, she also felt as if she had left a tap open down there between her legs. 

But before Debosree could think any further, Harsh mashed his mighty chest against her and lifted his thighs up untill they mingled with her fair legs. 

By this time, not only Harsh's dhoti had risen up, but also, Debosree's red saree had risen up to her knees and the strong weight of the hunk's legs on her own made the bobby shiver and bite her lip in a surprisingly sexual anticipation.

"Don't resist anymore Debosree! Time to make you mine!!"

Whispering so Harsh caught the red blouse and almost tore it off in sexual heat, making Debosree so scared that she wanted to scream but alas! The man had mashed her lips against her at that very moment and suddenly the moment paced up in its hotness.

Harsh kept kissing Debosree while his hands cupped the bra clad breasts and kneaded them in a normal way, but firmly enough to send wicked circuits inside the bobby's body and she just couldn't do anything about it. The weight of the hunk on her made her meek and submissive naturally and the only thing that scared her the most right now was the knocking of the aroused hard cock against her fresh sealed cunny that was actually wet by now.

Debosree lost faith on her male mind by now. She realised the feminine soul inside her was so dominant that her body was reacting exactly like a woman would in such a context.

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Pallavi - Daksh 

Gone were the blouse and the bra, as Daksh suckled on each naked nipple and kneaded the breasts, sending the most wicked shivers inside Pallavi who had her eyes closed and her teeth biting sensually on her lower lip. She had dug her almond manicured nails on the mighty back of her Marathi husband and allowed him to savour the sweet flesh of her breasts which weren't big enough, but certainly did resemble well sized mangoes.

What Pallavi also eagerly anticipated was the knocking of the cock on her vaginal threshold. She felt intense heartbeats to anticipate what would it be to be fucked by a hunk like Daksh who was her husband now. She felt as if she had gifted herself to him and it was his supreme authority to dominate and sexually entice her.

Pallavi was so aroused and smitten by Daksh's lovemaking and his heavily muscled body on herself, that she easily erased all the gloomy memories of her earlier Suhagraat with Debosree 

There was no way the weak past would match upto the strong present!

Pallavi now eagerly got her lips towards Daksh and he easily got the signal and mashed his lips against hers, kissing her noisily this time and at the same time, kneading her breasts and using his other hand to lift her saree further up and easily rummaging for the panty and the moment his fingers had touched the waistband, Pallavi shivered with sexual delight, but never detached her lips from her husband even for a moment. She still kept kissing him with eyes closed.

When Pallavi felt the panty getting down her knees, she broke the kiss herself and shamelessly cooed to her husband....

"Fuck me Daksh! I can't wait any longer."

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Debosree - Harsh 

Debosree shivered when Harsh stood on his knees atlast and before she could even whisper a gasp, both her legs were held apart, pulling up the saree up even further and in the very next moment, the hunk shoved off his dhoti and positioned herself precisely between the spread legs and in the sheer horror of the moment, the terrified bobby just managed to purr..

"Please.....be....ss... slow! I umm.....am scared!"

Harsh's heart melted at the soft feminine tone of his wife, but his animal instinct was high on such a night and with the superior feeling of being the husband, he just smiled and gave a mighty push, sending a loud scream from Debosree right at that moment.

"Take it out!!!!!! Please....uhhhh it hurts!!!" Debosree whined and realised how horrifying it was to let a penis inside for the first time, but Harsh kept ramming while murmuring something in plain Marathi. The bobby began to silently cry as the pain slowly faded and the actual fucking began. 

"Ah Deb...a sreee aahhh! Ohh!! Aaah aah aaaah!"

Manly grunts kept passing out from Harsh's mouth as he held the two fair curvy legs apart and rammed his cock deep inside the bobby's wet coven and fortunately the pain had faded a bit and it was replaced with sexual pleasure which Debosree surely felt, but felt embarassed to admit.

..........

In the meantime, Pallavi screamed too when Daksh rammed inside her and she just couldn't look down to see his cock invading her. She was just weeping due to the first attack, but her heart assured her that this what she had missed earlier when Debosree was the husband. 

Soon when the fucking intensified, Daksh kneaded both breasts and kept kissing at certain moments while fucking her with all the grace in the world and soon the moans of cry changed to that of moans of deep pleasure. Pallavi dug her nails deep into her husband's back now, beckoning him to fuck her more and more and while each mighty thrust, Daksh planted soft kisses and licks all over the neck, the breasts and the lips. 

The supreme sexual delight Pallavi felt was just indescribable!

"Ahh fuck me more Daksh!!! Aaaahhh yess....aahhh mmmmmmm!"

The fucking now continued in a similar grace in both the rooms and just like Pallavi, Debosree shamelessly moaned like a fully fucked woman which she hated to admit, but still Harsh fucked her deep like the bull he was and Daksh too kept ramming inside. 

Within a few moments, both brothers grunted almost at the same time and then, Pallavi and Debosree both felt an immense hurricane pass their bodies as gallons and gallons of creamy semen entered their covens and both the brothers thrusted atleast thrice untill their sweaty muscular bodies laid down besides their equally sweaty wives. 

Both Pallavi and Debosree still cried from the ache of the supremely manly fucking they got and both looked down with their widened big round eyes to notice a good amount of thick potent white leakage from their gates which were wide open by now. None of the two had seen the mighty weapons that invaded their lands, but both their cunnies had to admit the power of both the maratha dongs and the amount of semen injected inside had startled both of the well fucked brides.

With their dizzy yet still horny husbands mashing their bodies against them with soft nuzzles and cuddles, both Pallavi and Debosree fell asleep after a fully satisfying session, although it was Debosree who cried the most, not only because of her broken hymen, but due to her easy submission as a woman to a man who was now her husband. 

The bobby knew her world wasn't the same anymore now!