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Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the... Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond

Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the... Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond

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Myriad of emotions, besieged her thoughts on a moonlit summer night. Looking in the mirror, she caressed her bosom, made her fantasies come alive. Locked in their tenderness, were wistful hopes and drunken desires. (Read in caption) Myriad of emotions, besieged her thoughts on a moonlit summer night. Looking in the mirror, she caressed her bosom, made her fantasies com

Myriad of emotions, besieged her thoughts on a moonlit summer night. Looking in the mirror, she caressed her bosom, made her fantasies come alive. Locked in their tenderness, were wistful hopes and drunken desires. (Read in caption) Myriad of emotions, besieged her thoughts on a moonlit summer night. Looking in the mirror, she caressed her bosom, made her fantasies com

Shambhavi Sharma

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Last night, lying on my shoulders, you whispered— “Sorry, I don’t last 'long enough' with you. It wasn’t the same with those I have been with before, where I wasn’t in love and had a thought or two to spare on tasks and things beyond the person immediate. On the impending investment deal. Would it fail, Or sail through? Or the previous woman whom I’d taught percussion while thrusting from behind.” (Read full story in the caption) Lasting Longer #last #yqbaba Last night, lying on my shoulders, you whispered— “Sorry, I don’t last 'long enough' with you. It wasn’t the

Last night, lying on my shoulders, you whispered— “Sorry, I don’t last 'long enough' with you. It wasn’t the same with those I have been with before, where I wasn’t in love and had a thought or two to spare on tasks and things beyond the person immediate. On the impending investment deal. Would it fail, Or sail through? Or the previous woman whom I’d taught percussion while thrusting from behind.” (Read full story in the caption) Lasting Longer #last #yqbaba Last night, lying on my shoulders, you whispered— “Sorry, I don’t last 'long enough' with you. It wasn’t the

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The Jacobin Cuckoo left its home, for it was time to break the fast which had, for so long a time, been a constant cause of its misery. Flyi

The Jacobin Cuckoo left its home, for it was time to break the fast which had, for so long a time, been a constant cause of its misery. Flyi