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Mona is all excited seeing him and feeling him so close again, Its pleasure seeing you tooAbhi and Mona starts talking and the night goes on…..they are both the only ones awake.Abhi tries to lean in close an tries to kiss her….Mona backs away “what r u doing….I’m going to sleep and goes to her roomNext day on wedding day during breakfast Abhi comes and apologises to Mona….she forgives him as inside she liked all the things that happened but still she always fights hard to get.Finally the barat comes and everyone is dancing and enjoying, Mona is wearing a sleeveless black designer blouse and sexy blue saree which is showing all the curves and everyone is just trying hard not to look at herAbhi on the other hand is in awe and asks her to come and dance so she follows him and is dancing looking bloody awesome, during dancing everyone is trying to get near her and try and touch her….The rituals start and Abhi and Mona are standing near the side of the stage away from the crowd..Abhi- hey. Ask her to show you a move and then do it on her and don't let her up. Show her who's boss. Make her uncomfortable for making you uncomfortable. Get on top of her and tickle her back. Stick your hand in her shirt. Slap her tit," she laughed. "I'm kidding," she said and raised her eyebrows a little and paused in an I'm-not-kidding expression. "If you really want to surprise her come at her first. Wait until your mom's not home and grab her in the kitchen and bear hug her and don't let go. See what I'm saying?" Danny hesitated. She was right about one thing - this didn't seem like something a therapist would say. "I don't know..." "Daniel, you said you would try. It's really important you try to do this. I mean it." He scratched his head. "Well, okay." She leaned forward and hugged him. He was lucky she didn't tell him to stand up for their hug because he would have came in his pants. As it was, just their shoulders were touching and his dick was pulsing painfully against his pants..
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