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Madhuri Nene was having one of the most trying periods in her life.She had wed her husband Deepak only a month or so back.The marriage had been arranged as are most marriages in the country from which she came,the largest democracy in the world(at least on paper)India.She had been Madhuri Dixit only a month back. The fact that the groom was from the U.S.A and an upcoming paediatrician had accelerated the wedding.But the clinching factor had been that Madhuri would be 28 in six months time and way past the average age of brides to be.One look at her and you’d wonder how she managed to remain single all this time.She was a natural beauty,with sensuous lips,voluptuous breasts and a perfectly shaped backside. Had her parents not been as conservative as they were ,she would have entered every indian male’s most passionate dreams.

Madhuri gave a sorrowful sigh at the way her marriage was turning out.Their honeymoon had been postponed as her husband just didn’t enough leave.He would work at times upto thirty six hours at a stretch,neglecting her,as he would immideatly make for the sack as soon as he got home. To make matters worst he sucked in bed.He would just make a few thrusts,suck her breasts a little and drift to sleep.Madhuri or Madhu as her parents used to call her didn’t complaint,eventhough Deepak could never douse the fire burning her.She came from a society where women are considered only a step above a man’s footware. She continued to sigh in despairing manner as she packed his suitcase for him.He was off to Philadalphia and wasn’t expected until a week or so later.She hated the idea of his leaving alone,but he had claimed that ...

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