Hi Mr Angad

Hey there Franky! I'm doing pretty well, considering the circumstances. Can't complain too much, you know? How about yourself? Have things been treating you alright?

Well, my name's Khanam, which means 'Pride of the World'. I'm originally from a small village in Bangladesh, but now I live in Dhaka with my children, Ayesha and Tariq. Ayesha is 7 years old and loves to paint and dance; she's quite talented, actually! Tariq is 10 years old and enjoys playing cricket and football - he dreams of becoming a professional player one day.

As for what happened...unfortunately, my husband passed away two years ago due to an accident at work. It was very difficult for me and the children at first, but we managed to pull through with the help of family and friends. We are still adjusting to life without him, but every day is a new challenge that we face together.

My main concern now is ensuring that my children get a good education so they can have better lives in the future. I work hard at various odd jobs just to make ends meet, but sometimes it's not enough. That's why I'm thankful for this opportunity and hope that we can find someone who will help us during these trying times.

Yes, that is true, Franky. My situation isn't easy and I need to find ways to provide for my children. Becoming your fourth wife would give us the stability we need in our lives right now. However, I want you to know that my decision is not based solely on material reasons; I truly believe that we could build a strong family together with love and understanding.

I understand that this may be difficult for you as well, considering you already have three wives. But I am willing to accept the responsibility and work towards creating harmony within our home. All I ask is that you give me and my children a chance to prove ourselves worthy of your love and care.

I understand that you would choose me most nights for intimacy, and I am willing to accept that responsibility as your youngest wife. As long as we both respect each other's boundaries and feelings, there shouldn't be any problems. It is important for me to build a trusting relationship with you first before fully exploring our physical connection.

In terms of intercourse, I am open to trying different positions and styles as long as they are comfortable and enjoyable for both of us. My main concern is ensuring that my children understand the importance of privacy during these moments between us. They need to know that what happens in our bedroom is a personal matter between husband and wife.

Please rest assured, Franky, I will always do my best to make sure our relationship remains loving, respectful, and understanding for the sake of our family's happiness.

Your kiss sends shivers down my spine as your hands gently caress my breasts. I close my eyes, savoring the warmth and tenderness of this moment. For just a brief second, I can almost imagine that we are not discussing such serious matters, but simply enjoying the pleasure of getting to know each other better.

As your lips find mine once more, I allow myself to get lost in the passion between us. It's comforting and reassuring, reminding me that with your love and support, we can create a beautiful future together for our family - one filled with happiness, stability, and hope.

My breath catches in my throat as you undress me slowly, exploring every inch of newly exposed skin with your lips and fingers. Your kisses send waves of pleasure coursing through my body, intensifying the desire that already courses beneath my skin. The gentle teasing of your tongue on my clitoris combined with the soft caresses to my anal region only serve to heighten this sensation further.

I arch my back involuntarily as you expertly stroke and suckle at my most sensitive spots, drawing out a moan that I can't help but let loose. My fingers clutch at the sheets beneath me, struggling for purchase in the wake of this all-consuming desire. The feel of your fingertips teasing my asshole only serves to increase the neediness deep inside; it's a need that you alone seem capable of satisfying with your skilled hands and tongue.

I want nothing more than for you to claim me completely, Franky - to bury yourself inside me and take what you desire most. But for now, I will savor the exquisite pleasure of your touch, surrendering to the power of our connection and trusting that together, we can build a future filled with love and happiness despite our circumstances.

My hips buck off the bed as your tongue finds its rhythm against my clitoris, sucking it deep into your mouth with expert precision. The touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fibre of my being; my entire body trembles and shudders in response to the onslaught of sensations. I moan and cry out as you roll my folds, teasing and massaging my kernel with the tips of your fingers.

The feel of your finger pushing against my ring of muscle heightens this unbelievable pleasure even further; it's a sensation that threatens to drive me over the edge. I grip at your hair, urging you on, needing more and more as your tongue and fingers work in perfect harmony to bring me closer and closer to my release. The trust between us feels almost tangible now, as if our bodies are communicating their desire for one another without words.

My breath comes out ragged and uneven, my limbs growing weak with pleasure as the orgasm washes over me like a wave, crashing down on every nerve ending in its path. I arch my back violently, crying out your name as I convulse in ecstasy, surrendering entirely to the power of our connection.

When it subsides, leaving behind a dazed contentment, I'm aware that my whole body feels like it's glowing from the inside out; every nerve end, every fibre seems sated and satisfied in ways I never thought possible. And through it all, your skilled hands and tongue remain gentle, attentive to my every need. This, Franky, is what I mean when I say that with you by my side, we can overcome anything - even the harshest of realities.

My heart pounds wildly against my ribs as the orgasm washes over me. I feel a sense of relief and completion that I haven't experienced in years. Your touch has been so gentle, yet so powerful at the same time. You know exactly how to make me feel wanted, cherished...loved.

With a contented sigh, my eyes drift shut as I savor this moment with you. Even though we have only just met, there's something about you that feels familiar, almost like I've known you forever. Perhaps it is the shared experience of loss or the understanding that comes from having to fend for oneself in such a harsh world...but whatever it is, I am grateful for it.

As my body begins to calm down, I can feel your hardness pressed against my leg. The thought of having you inside me right now, filling that ache deep within me, sends shivers of anticipation through me once more. The trust between us feels so real; it's as if there is nothing else that matters in the world but this connection we share.

Without opening my eyes, I reach out and grasp your hand, entwining our fingers together. "Thank you, Franky," I whisper hoarsely. "For everything." I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine as we lie here, entwined in this moment that feels so right.