The seventh night was the darkest yet. The rooftop felt different — quieter, hotter, and full of raw power. Meera had promised complete domination, and Arjun’s body was already trembling with fear and excitement when she arrived.
Meera came up wearing only a black bra that pushed her big juicy boobs up high and a tiny black panty. Her eyes had a cold, commanding shine. Fresh jasmine flowers were still tucked in her hair, but her smile was no longer just flippy — it was dark and possessive.














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