I am your Prince Charles.My sister told me she love your husband too much. What reason you have to live? So you can love me. I am your Sastry, my appa baby.
A dressed up bride waiting for her man in wedded dress but world will see where that when that wedding happens as she doesn’t know for herself too so she married gets married every day in temple.. more..
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