My loving wife run towards me and hold my burning hand, she is looking so delicious and I want to eat her alive, oh god she looks so tempting in saree, tears welled up in her eyes when she saw my burn hand, dam, I hate tears in her beautiful eyes
She is holding my hand so gently and carefully like she is holding the hand of a born baby, she is blowing air through her mouth, I love the pout which she made with her pink lips, I want to kiss her but I didn't kiss her because I want to enjoy her care and love.
She is not looking shy kitten but looking like a mothe......... I stopped myself, and wipe d her pearl-like tears with my good hand. She starts sobbing so badly like her hand is injured not mine. f**k I can't see her in pain, every time when she cried over something her tears fell on
