On her wedding night, the young Indian bride, Rani, felt a curious blend of jitters and excitement as she awaited her groom, Dev, in the opulent suite. Her heart raced as she lay on the velvet-covered bed, the soft light from the candles dancing across her golden skin. Her pussy grew wet with anticipation, the soft fabric of her crimson sari sticking to her thighs. The scent of jasmine filled the air, mingling with the musky aroma of her arousal. As Dev entered, his eyes darkened with desire, taking in the sight of his new wife’s flushed cheeks and the hint of her swollen sex beneath her garments. His strong hands began to undress her, revealing her luscious curves one by one. Rani’s breath hitched as his fingers grazed her sensitive skin, setting it alight with passion. With every touch, her apprehension melted away, replaced by a burning need to feel him inside her. His mouth found hers in a searing kiss, their tongues tangling as he explored the depths of her warm, willing body. Her wetness grew, beckoning him closer, as the night unfolded into a symphony of love and desire that would bond them for a lifetime.
