their Adibasi driver’s fantasy

( In the above picture : Gurpreet & Her Husband ) Gurpreet Kaur, one of the dearest friends of Protima Chowdhury sat on the commode, her nightgown bunched around her waist. Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her curly black cunt-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. “Jas?” She called. “Yeah?” Her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. “Well, aren’t you nowa pretty sight?” “Look, who’s talking. You look as bad as I feel,” She said with a smile. Her husband … Read more