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‎"Hi, Razia," I said.
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‎She stood there shyly. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into the room.
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‎"I was on my way back from college and thought I'd come see you," she said.
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‎"Then why are you just standing outside?" I teased, giving her ass a playful slap.
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‎She laughed and replied, "Coming to a hotel room like this isn’t something I’m used to."
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‎I handed Razia a cup of hot milk.
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‎"There are no real clues in your husband’s case," I told her.
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‎"Who knows? We’re from the same village. Since both of us had jobs, our families arranged the marriage," Razia said.
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‎"Do you suspect anyone?"
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‎"He was gone within a week of our marriage. Honestly, I barely even knew him. My mother said she’d arrange another marriage for me. But because my in-laws had doubts, they went to court," she explained.
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‎"Why do they have doubts?" I asked.
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‎"Unemployment is very high here. People who have jobs are constantly under pressure," she replied.
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‎When she bent over to place the empty cup on the table after drinking the milk, her breast gleamed through the neckline of her kurta.
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‎I felt the urge to kiss her, but I held back, wondering if it would be wrong.
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‎"The security officer take a lot of bribes—it’s the same across the whole country," I said thoughtfully.
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‎"I should go," Razia said.
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‎I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her lips.
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‎At first, she looked surprised. I kissed her lower lip and touched it with my tongue. When Razia slightly parted her lips, I slipped my tongue inside. She entwined her tongue with mine, kissing me passionately, and pressed her breasts firmly against my chest.
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‎While kissing her deeply, I unhooked her pajama top.
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‎I pulled her pajama and panties down in one motion.
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‎Razia trembled as she looked at me. I caressed her ass and thighs and whispered, "If you say no, I’ll stop."
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‎I placed my hand between her thighs, pressed her pussy, then slipped my hand under her kurta and grabbed her right breast.
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‎Shyly, Razia planted soft kisses on my cheeks.
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‎I slid a finger into her pussy, moved it around, and asked, "How does it feel?" Then I added a second finger.
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‎"Sss ahhh," she moaned, quickly pulling off her kurta and tossing it aside. Her sexy body was glowing.
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‎I sat on the sofa. Razia offered her breast to my mouth.
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‎While fingering her pussy, I took her nipple into my mouth, sucked it, and squeezed the other breast with my hand. When I gently bit the nipple, she cried out, "Abbah!"
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‎She offered the other breast as well. I sucked it, licked the nipple, and nibbled it lightly.
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‎As my fingers moved inside her pussy, she reached orgasm, screaming, "Abbah! Ahhh!"
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‎I lifted Razia and threw her onto the bed. I stripped off my clothes, straddled her chest, and said, "Open your mouth," while rubbing my cock against her lips.
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‎"No," Razia said.
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‎I rubbed my cock across her cheeks and coaxed, "Open your mouth—it’ll feel good."
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‎She gave me a naughty look, then started planting little kisses on my cock and licking it.
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‎As precum began to leak, she licked it with her tongue and held the tip between her lips.
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‎I pushed my cock into her mouth and said, "Good."
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‎She winked at me. I began thrusting strokes into her mouth.
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‎Fucking the mouth of such a beautiful girl, I silently thanked Parandhamam garu.
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‎After about ten strokes, I increased the speed. Razia moaned and looked up at me pleadingly, but I pushed deeper into her throat.
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‎Tears welled up in her eyes.
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‎I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, lay on top of her, and thrust it hard into her pussy between her thighs.
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‎"Ayy ma!" Razia screamed, gripping me tightly. Her pussy wasn’t adjusting to my size.
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‎I bit her cheeks while forcefully pushing my cock into her tight pussy—thrusting in and pulling out repeatedly. She screamed in pain because it didn’t fit easily, moaning loudly.
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‎I lost all control. Gathering all my strength in my hips, I started fucking her pussy hard. One minute, two, five, ten minutes... I could hear her moans and feel her juices flowing as she cried out. In between, Razia kept saying, "Slow... joroo si nahi" (not so hard). I sealed her mouth with a deep kiss and kept pounding until I finally released my cum deep inside her pussy.
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‎Exhausted, I collapsed beside Razia.
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‎Half an hour later, Razia got dressed and handed me a cup of milk. Winking, she said, "Marry me."
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‎After that, we both went out and took a boat ride on Dal Lake. I lost count of how many kisses I gave Razia. Finally, I dropped her near her home in the jeep.
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‎I squeezed her breast, gave her a deep lip kiss, and said, "I’ll come again tomorrow."
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‎My darling Razia walked toward her house.
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