The eleventh rainy night in Kolkata was filled with loud thunder and bright lightning. The sky was completely dark. Heavy rain poured down without any stop. Strong wind made the old haveli balcony feel alive. Priya stood there naked, waiting for her husband. Her beautiful body was covered with marks from the last ten nights — dark love bites on her neck and big boobs, red and purple bruises on her round soft ass, and sore spots on her thighs. Her heavy juicy boobs looked bigger and more sensitive. Her round ass was still burning from previous punishments. Her tight pussy was already wet and dripping juice because of her dark desire.

Arjun stepped onto the balcony. Lightning lit up his tall, strong, muscular body. His thick long dick was already rock hard and pointing up. His dark eyes were full of possessive love and mad lust. Priya was not just his wife — she was his property, his slut, his only love in this world. He walked to her slowly, grabbed her wet hair possessively, and pulled her into a deep, dark, romantic kiss under the thunder rain.