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I chuckled on her pout. "Namshte, How may I help you" An Indian girl greeted us joining her both hand once we enter indian Shop. "Namshte, Do you have indian saree" I asked greeted her with same posture. "Yes banarasi, kajivarm, Kolahpuri We have all varieties ma'am" She said with smile. I like the theme of shop they have perfectly used indian culture to bring more customers, The sales girl has worn saree and her forehead has small beautiful bindi.

I gasped as I was reminded that I was barely clothed and I looked at him, trying to cover myself with my hands. "Yes! She's," the girl replied. I gulped as I found his eyes ogling at me and that made me uncomfortable. He looked like a hungry wolf who wanted to devour me. "She's an indian?" He questioned. "It looks like that," she responded. "Damn! That's rare." "Indeed. And she's beautiful and by her looks, a virgin." "Well, considering the fact that she's an Indian, either she would be the highest bidded commodity, or the lowest. Nothing in between," he chuckled.

It was something different feeling while undressing her when she is in particular Indian wearing style. She was looking sexy in the red saree. I tried to control my seduction but my strength gave up in front of her seductive look which only increases my desire. Playing with her nipples, I left a mark of biting, she screeched a little and moaned in pleasure. I spread her legs and sat my tip at her entrance as I can't wait long to get her. I thrust deeper than the previous making out session. "I'm going on harsh this time," I asserted as she screamed due to a sudden thrust. She nodded seductively and I started pumping in and out. The entire room was filled with her moaning and screaming.

"God!! How could you be such a fool to get trapped D. You always say you are the smartest tool in the kit. What happened to all the smartness" Siddhu taunted Drishti bristled at the insult "I'm still smart Siddhu. If you haven't noticed ,let me refresh it for you. I scared off the jerk of an ex groom and got myself tied to the son of one of richest families in India. And imagine the amount of money that would come into my hands through this marriage" Drishti said smugly