In the heart of Delhi, a beautiful Indian woman named Radhika lived. She was in her late twenties, with long, dark brown hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her skin was a warm, golden color, and her eyes sparkled with mischief and curiosity. But what truly set Radhika apart were her perfect breasts – round, firm, and generously sized, with dark, erect nipples that begged to be touched and teased.
Radhika was a successful businesswoman, running her own marketing firm in the bustling city. She was confident, independent, and fiercely intelligent, with a quick wit and a sharp tongue. But when it came to men, she was cautious and reserved, preferring to keep her heart guarded and her desires hidden.
That is, until she met Arjun.
