Adultery Randiyo Ka Ghar

[mentalslut]

### Update 1:-

Hello doston, yeh meri kahani hai ek aise ghar ki jahaan pyaar, lust aur chudai ke threads judte hain. Main hoon Shoaib, umar 24 saal, college mein padhta hoon. Dikhne mein average ladka hoon, 5'10" ka, slim body, fair skin, aur roz ki zindagi mein busy rehta hoon friends ke saath ghoomna, padhai aur ghar aana. Ghar mein hum teen log rehte hain zyadatar – main, meri ammi Farha aur meri choti behen Huma. Papa Dubai mein job karte hain, saal mein do-teen baar aate hain, paisa bhejte rehte hain taaki humara ghar chal sake.

Ab ammi ke baare mein bataun – Farha, umar 48 saal, lekin dikhne mein ab bhi jawan aur attractive. Ghar mein hamesha salwar suit pehenti hain, jo unki curvy figure ko highlight karta hai. Unka figure hai 36-32-38, bade bade boobs jo suit ke upar se ubharte hain, patli kamar aur moti gaand jo chalte waqt hilti hai. Fair skin, lambe baal jo khule rehte hain, aur chehra itna sundar ki colony ke mard unko ghoorte rehte hain. Ammi ghar sambhalti hain, cooking, cleaning aur hum dono bacchon ki dekhbhaal. Papa ki absence mein woh akeli feel karti hain, lekin kabhi shikayat nahi karti.

Meri aapi Zainab, umar 28 saal, shadi-shuda hai aur sasural mein rehti hai. Woh bhi khubsurat hai, figure 34-28-36, lekin ab sasural ki responsibilities mein busy. Kabhi kabhi ghar aati hai, lekin is kahani mein uska role baad mein aayega.

Aur meri choti behen Huma, umar 19 saal, college ki fresher. Bahut hi khubsurat, jaise koi model. Figure 32-26-34, slim aur toned body, fair glowing skin, lambe silky baal, aur chehra itna cute ki ladke uspe marte hain. Ghar mein kurti leggings pehenti hai jo uski tight body ko dikhaati hai – chhote boobs lekin firm, patli kamar aur round gaand. Woh innocent type ki hai, lekin andar se curious.

Ab hero – hamara naukar Mohan. Umar 52 saal, kaala, ganda, mota aadmi. Height 5'8", weight 100 kg se zyada, pet bahar nikla hua, chehra daadi wala aur gandi muskurahat. Ghar ka saara kaam karta hai – jhadu poncha, bartan, kapde dhona, aur bahar garden sambhalna. Ghar ke bahar garden ke paas uska chhota sa kamra hai, jahaan woh rehta hai. Uske kapde hamesha gande, paseene ki smell, lekin kaam mein tez. Ab uska asli secret – uska lund. Bahut mota aur kaala, full erect hone pe 9 inch se zyada, ghode jaisa, nashe ubhari hui, aur gande soch se bhara hua.

Kahani ki shuruaat hoti hai ek raat se. Main college se late aaya tha, raat ke 11 baj rahe the. Ghar ka main gate khol ke andar aaya, thakaa hua tha, direct apne room jaane ka socha. Lekin garden ke taraf se kuch aawaaze aa rahi thi – jaise koi siskiyaan aur haanfne ki awaaz. Pareshan hokar main Mohan ke kamre ki taraf gaya, jo garden ke end pe tha. Kamra chhota sa, ek khidki thi jo half khuli thi. Main dheere se khidki ke paas gaya, andhera tha bahar lekin andar se dim light aa rahi thi bulb ki.

Jhank ke dekha toh main sann reh gaya. Mohan bed pe baitha tha, nanga, uska mota kaala badan paseene se bhiga hua. Uske haath mein uska lund tha – uff, aisa monster lund maine kabhi porn mein bhi nahi dekha. Kaala, mota, jaise koi bada sa saanp, full erect, tip se precum nikal raha tha. Woh dheere dheere haath upar neeche kar raha tha, eyes band, muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi. Dusre haath mein ek panty thi – red color ki lacy panty, jo main pehchaan gaya... yeh toh ammi ki thi! Main kabhi kabhi bathroom mein dekhta tha unke kapde.

Woh panty ko naak pe laga ke sungh raha tha, gehri saans leke, jaise koi nasha kar raha ho. Aur muh se gandi gandi baatein bol raha tha – "Ahh Farha randi, teri chut ki smell... uff, kitni geeli hai yeh panty, tu Mohan ke liye geeli hoti hai na? Saali kutiya, tera pati Dubai mein hai aur tu yahaan akeli... Mohan aa jaaye teri chut mein, tujhe pela daalun... ahh, teri gaand maarun, boobs choosun... Farha behenchod, tu meri rakheil banegi!"

Main shock mein freeze ho gaya, mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek taraf gussa aa raha tha ki yeh naukar ammi ke baare mein aise soch raha hai, lekin dusri taraf mera lund khada hone laga... ye feeling, ammi ko uske saath imagine karna. Mohan speed badha raha tha, lund ko zor zor se hilate hue, panty ko muh mein daal ke choos raha tha. "Ahh Farha, teri chut faad dunga main... tu Mohan ki kutiya ban, roz pelwa... uff, aa raha hai mera maal!" Phir usne zor se siski li aur lund se pichkaari maari – white thick cum bed pe gir raha tha, bahut saara.

Main dheere se wapas hata, ghar ke andar bhaga, apne room mein jaake darwaaza band kiya. Raat bhar so nahi paaya, baar baar woh scene yaad aa raha tha.

Agle din se main Mohan ko closely observe karne laga. Subah utha toh normal routine thi, lekin mera dimaag us scene pe atak gaya tha. Breakfast table pe ammi thi, Huma college jaane ki taiyaari mein, aur Mohan kitchen mein bartan saaf kar raha tha. Main chupke se usko dekh raha tha, aur notice kiya kaise uski nazar ammi pe thi.

Subah ka time tha, ammi kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone white salwar suit pehna tha, jo thoda tight tha boobs ke around, aur dupatta shoulder pe gira hua. Woh stove pe khadi thi, chai ko chamach se hilate hue, unki gaand peeche ki taraf ubhari hui thi. Mohan jhadu laga raha tha living room mein, lekin baar baar kitchen ki taraf aa jaata tha, jaise koi kaam ho. Woh dheere se kitchen enter karta, shelf se kuch saaman uthaane ke bahane, aur nazar ammi ki gaand pe tik jaati. Ammi ko pata nahi chal raha tha, woh busy thi, lekin main hall se dekh raha tha.

Mohan ka chehra – woh gandi muskurahat, eyes ammi ki kamar se neeche slide karte hue. Jaise hi ammi palti, chai ke cup leke, uske boobs hil gaye thode se, suit ke upar se. Mohan us waqt paani ka glass bhar raha tha sink pe, lekin uski nazar seedhe boobs pe. "Bibi ji, chai bana di?" usne poocha, awaaz mein ek gandi laalach. Ammi ne normal smile di, "Haan Mohan, le lo apni." Woh cup diya, aur jaise hi ammi haath badhaya, Mohan ka haath thoda brush ho gaya unke haath se, jaan boojh ke. Main dekh raha tha, mera dil zor se dhadka – yeh naukar ammi ko touch kar raha hai!

Phir breakfast ke time. Hum sab table pe baithe – main, ammi, Huma. Mohan roti laa raha tha kitchen se. Har baar jab woh plate rakhne aata, uski nazar ammi ke cleavage pe jaati, jo dupatta slip hone se thoda dikh raha tha. Ammi khate hue baat kar rahi thi, "Shoaib beta, college mein sab theek? Late aaye the kal?" Main haan mein sir hilaaya, lekin mera dhyan Mohan pe. Woh side mein khada tha, paani daalne ke bahane, aur dheere se jhuk ke ammi ki taraf dekhta, unki thighs pe nazar jo salwar ke neeche se shape dikha rahi thi.

Dopahar mein ammi so rahi thi apne room mein, garmi thi. Main bahar hall mein baitha tha, phone pe. Mohan garden mein kaam kar raha tha, lekin main notice kiya woh ghar ke andar aata jaata rehta. Ek baar ammi ka room ka darwaaza half khula tha, woh andar soyi hui thi, salwar upar chadhi hui thi thodi, knees tak. Mohan corridor se guzar raha tha, kapde laane ke bahane, aur ruk gaya darwaaze pe. Usne dheere se jhaanka, eyes ammi ki body pe scan karte hue – unke boobs upar neeche ho rahe the saans se, gaand side mein tilted. Uska haath apne pant pe gaya, lund ko adjust kiya, aur muh se dheemi awaaz "Uff Farha randi..." jaise kuch bola. Main chupke se dekh raha tha staircase se, mera lund khada ho gaya yeh dekh ke –

Shaam ko ammi ne Mohan ko bola, "Mohan, bazaar se sabzi laa do." Woh gaya, lekin wapas aake kitchen mein saaman rakh raha tha. Ammi wahan thi, shelf pe upar haath badha ke masala box utha rahi thi. Unka suit upar uth gaya thoda, pet dikh raha tha fair skin ka. Mohan neeche baitha tha bag se sabzi nikaalte hue, aur nazar seedhe upar – ammi ki chut ke area pe, salwar ke through. Usne dheere se haath badhaya, jaise sabzi dena ho, lekin unki taang se touch ho gaya. Ammi ne notice nahi kiya, lekin main dekh raha tha. Mohan ki aankho mein woh hawas – jaise ammi ko abhi pel daale.

Raat ko dinner ke time bhi same – Mohan serve kar raha tha, baar baar ammi ke paas aata, smell karta unki, nazar gaand pe thi

yeh scene dinner ke baad ka hai. Raat ke 9 baj rahe the, hum sab ne dinner kiya tha table pe – roti, sabzi, daal, simple ghar ka khana. Huma apne room mein chali gayi padhai karne, main hall mein baitha TV dekh raha tha, lekin mera dhyan kitchen pe tha. Ammi kitchen sambhal rahi thi, bartan dhone ka kaam baaki tha. Mohan ko ammi ne bola tha, "Mohan, jaao so jao, main kar lungi aaj." Lekin woh nahi gaya, kitchen mein hi ruk gaya, jaise madad karne ke bahane.

Ammi sink pe khadi thi, paani chala ke bartan saaf kar rahi thi. Unhone blue salwar suit pehna tha, jo ghar ka comfortable wala, lekin unki figure ko hug karta hua – boobs bade aur firm, suit ke buttons se thoda cleavage dikh raha tha jab woh jhukti thi. Unki gaand peeche ki taraf ubhari hui, salwar tight thi hips pe, chalte waqt hil rahi thi. Woh focused thi kaam pe, haath se sponge leke plate scrub kar rahi thi, paani ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Mohan peeche se dheere dheere kitchen enter kiya, lights dim thi, sirf kitchen ka bulb on tha.

Main hall se chupke se dekh raha tha, darwaaze ke corner se – mera dil dhadak raha tha, jaise kuch hone wala hai. Mohan ammi ke peeche pahunch gaya, jaise shelf se kuch uthaane ke bahane, lekin uska badan ammi ke badan ke bilkul kareeb. Usne apna pant ka front ammi ki gaand pe touch kiya dheere se, jaise accident ho. Ammi ne notice nahi kiya pehle, busy thi. Phir Mohan bold ho gaya – usne apna lund, jo already khada tha pant mein, ammi ki gaand pe ragadne laga kapde ke upar se. Dheere dheere push kiya, uska mota kaala lund feel ho raha tha salwar ke through, ammi ki soft gaand pe press karte hue.

Ammi ka body thoda hil gaya, woh ruk gayi bartan dhote hue. Usne peeche mudne ki koshish ki, lekin Mohan ne haath se ammi ki kamar pakad li dheere se, aur lund ko aur zor se feel karaya – upar neeche slide karte hue, jaise dry hump. Uske muh se dheemi siski nikli, "Uff bibi ji... kitni soft hai aapki..." Ammi shock mein thi, usne jhat se haath peeche kiya aur Mohan ke chehre pe zor ka thappad maara – chataak ki awaaz poore kitchen mein goonj gayi. "Haraamkhor! Yeh kya badtameezi hai? Naukar ho tum, apni aukaat mein raho!"

Mohan peeche hata, haath chehre pe rakh ke, lekin uski aankho mein ab bhi hawas thi – woh muskura raha tha gandi tarah se. "Sorry bibi ji, galti ho gayi... aap itni sundar ho, control nahi hua." Ammi gusse se laal, usne dusra thappad maara uske gaal pe, "Chup saale kutte! Ganda aadmi, yeh sab sochta hai mere baare mein? Nikal ja yahaan se, warna ghar se nikaal dungi!" Mohan ka lund ab bhi tent bana hua tha pant mein, woh haath se adjust kiya, aur dheere se bola, "Bibi ji, aapka pati Dubai mein hai, akeli ho... main madad kar sakta hoon." Ammi ne paas ka chamach uthaya aur uske haath pe maara, "Behenchod, yeh sunne se pehle mar jaaungi! Jaao apne kamre mein, kal subah baat karungi."

Mohan dheere se bahar nikal gaya, garden ki taraf, lekin jaate jaate ammi ki gaand pe nazar maari. Ammi ab akeli kitchen mein, saans tez, chehra laal ho gaya tha. Woh sink pe haath rakh ke khadi rahi, shayad shock mein, lekin main notice kiya unki saans upar neeche ho rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the. Kya woh aroused thi? Main apne room mein bhag gaya, lund khada hua tha yeh sab dekh ke – apni ammi ko naukar se aise touch hote dekhna.

Dinner ke baad woh scene hone ke thodi der baad, ghar mein sab shant ho gaya tha. Huma apne room mein so gayi thi, lights off. Main apne room mein baitha tha, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi – baar baar woh kitchen wala moment yaad aa raha tha, Mohan ka lund ammi ki gaand pe ragadna, ammi ka thappad. Mera lund khada tha soch soch ke, cuckold thrill se paagal ho raha tha. Raat ke 12 baj rahe the, ghar andhera, sirf corridor mein night light on thi.

Achanak maine apne room ke darwaaze se awaaz suni – dheemi si, jaise koi dheere chal raha ho. Main bed se utha, darwaaza thoda khol ke jhaanka. Ammi thi! Unhone nighty pehni thi – pink color ki thin nighty, jo unki body ko hug kar rahi thi, no bra andar, boobs hil rahe the har step pe, nipples erect dikhte hue fabric ke through. Unki salwar neeche thi, nighty knee length, fair legs dikh rahe the. Woh dheere dheere corridor se bahar ki taraf ja rahi thi, pairon pe chappal nahi, nange pair, taaki awaaz na ho. Unka chehra tense tha, saans tez, jaise koi secret mission pe ho.

Main shock mein tha – ammi kahan ja rahi hai itni raat ko? Pareshan hokar main bhi bed se utra, shorts aur t-shirt mein, dheere se darwaaza khola aur unka peeche peeche chala. Ghar ka back door se bahar garden ki taraf, andhera tha, lekin moon light se thoda ujaala. Ammi garden cross kar rahi thi, dheere dheere, har step mein unki gaand hil rahi thi nighty ke neeche, hips sway karte hue. Main bushes ke peeche chhup ke follow kar raha tha, dil zor se dhadak raha tha, pair dheere rakh raha tha ghaas pe taaki awaaz na ho.

Ammi Mohan ke kamre ke paas pahunchi – woh chhota sa kamra garden ke end pe, khidki half khuli thi, andar se dim yellow light aa rahi thi. Ammi ruk gayi khidki ke paas, dheere se jhuk ke jhaankne lagi andar. Unka ek haath khidki ke frame pe rakha, dusra haath dheere se apni nighty ke neeche chala gaya – chut ke area pe. Woh dheere dheere sahlane lagi, ungliyan salwar ke upar se press karte hue, eyes andar fixed.

Main peeche se bush mein chhup ke dekh raha tha, mera view perfect tha– ammi ki side profile, unki saans tez, muh thoda khula. Andar Mohan bed pe baitha tha, bilkul nanga, uska mota kaala badan paseene se chamak raha tha. Uske haath mein wahi red panty thi ammi ki, jo kal raat thi, naak pe laga ke sungh raha tha. Uska lund full erect, 9 inch ka monster, kaala aur mota, veins ubhari hui, haath se upar neeche hilate hue zor zor se. Muh se gandi gaaliyan nikal rahi thi ammi ke liye – "Ahh Farha randi, aaj kitchen mein teri gaand feel ki... uff, kitni soft thi, saali kutiya, thappad maara tune? Ab Mohan teri chut faadega... behenchod, tu akeli hai, pati Dubai mein, Mohan aa jaaye teri bed pe, tujhe pel daalun roz... ahh, teri boobs choosun, gaand maarun, tu meri rakheil ban, gandi Farha!"

Mohan speed badha raha tha, lund ko zor se hilate hue, panty ko muh mein daal ke choos raha tha, body hil raha tha bed pe. "Uff Farha, teri chut geeli hai mere liye? Aaj touch kiya tha, kal pelunga... saali maal, 48 saal ki umar mein bhi itni hot... ahh, mera maal nikal raha hai teri panty pe!" Phir usne zor se siski li, lund se thick white cum ki pichkaari maari, panty pe giraya saara.

Bahar ammi yeh sab sun rahi thi, jhaankte hue, unki ungliyan ab zor se chut sahlane lagi – nighty upar utha ke, salwar ke andar haath daal ke, direct clit pe rub karte hue. Unki saans bahut tez, muh se dheemi siski nikal rahi thi, "Uff... yeh ganda aadmi..." jaise whisper. Unki body hil rahi thi, boobs upar neeche, gaand peeche ki taraf thrust karte hue jaise imagine kar rahi ho. Woh dheere dheere apni chut mein ungli daal rahi thi, geeli hoti ja rahi thi, eyes band ho gaye

Main yeh sab dekh ke paagal ho gaya – mera lund shorts mein tent bana hua, haath se dabaya maine, lekin control nahi hua. Apni ammi ko chupke se naukar ke liye masturbate karte dekhna, woh gaaliyan sun ke aroused hona – uff,. Main wahan khada raha, saans rok ke, scene ko soak karte hue. Ammi climax pe pahunchi dheere se, body shiver kiya, muh pe haath rakh ke siski daba li, phir dheere se wapas hati khidki se, nighty theek ki, aur ghar ki taraf chali gayi dheere dheere, chehra flushed.

Main bhi peeche peeche ghar pahuncha, room mein jaake apna lund hilaya zor se, yeh sab yaad kar ke cum kiya. Ab soch raha hoon, ammi andar se interested hai Mohan mein?

Doston, yeh tha raat ka hot scene. Kaisa laga? Agla update mein kya ho – ammi Mohan se milegi ya main involve ho jaun? Batao feedback!

 

[Wasi_fahim]

Tease farha more for craving for him. Sex time dress should be saree

 

[khalid kk]

Zabardast

 

[bigbolls5]

Shoaib bhi shamil hojaye, conversation me maja ajayega

 

[mentalslut]

### Update 2:

Doston, pehle update mein aapne padha raat ka woh garam scene – ammi chupke se Mohan ke kamre ke bahar usko hilate dekh rahi thi aur khud ungli kar rahi thi. Raat bhar main so nahi paaya, baar baar woh scene yaad aa raha tha – ammi ki siskiyaan, unki nighty upar uthi hui, chut mein ungli andar bahar. Subah utha toh dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. College jaane ka time tha, maine bag uthaya, ammi ko bola "Ammi, main nikal raha hoon college" aur ghar se bahar nikla.

Lekin college jaane ke bajaye main seedhe colony ke bahar ek chai ki dukaan pe baitha raha thodi der, phone pe timepass kiya. Dil mein bas ek hi khayal tha – aaj ghar pe kya hoga? Huma bhi college ke liye nikal gayi thi subah hi. Ghar mein sirf ammi aur woh haraamkhor Mohan. Main decide kiya ki chupke se wapas jaake dekhoonga. Gate dheere se khola, garden se side wale darwaaze se andar ghusa, apne room mein chala gaya aur darwaaza andar se lock kar liya. Room ki khidki se kitchen ka view milta hai thoda sa, lekin better view ke liye main corridor mein chhupne ka socha.

Subah ke 10 baj rahe the. Ammi kitchen mein thi, breakfast ke baad ka kaam kar rahi thi – chai bana rahi thi shayad apne liye. Unhone pink salwar suit pehna tha, jo thoda loose tha lekin figure ko dikha raha tha – boobs bade bade ubharte hue, dupatta side mein gira hua, gaand moti aur round salwar ke neeche. Baal khule the, chehra fresh lekin raat ke scene ki wajah se thoda flushed lag raha tha. Woh stove pe khadi thi, chai ki kettle mein doodh daal rahi thi, peeche mud ke shelf se cheeni ki dabbi nikaalne lagi.

Mohan garden se andar aaya, haath mein paudhon ki kaat-chhaant wali kainchi, paseene se bhiga hua. Uske kapde gande, shirt pet pe chipki hui, pant mein uska lund ka shape thoda ubhra hua. Woh kitchen mein enter hua, ammi ke peeche se dheere dheere kareeb aaya. Ammi ko pata nahi chala pehle, woh busy thi. Mohan ne kainchi side mein rakh di aur ammi ki kamar ke bilkul peeche khada ho gaya – uska mota pet ammi ki gaand se touch ho raha tha dheere se.

Phir usne dheere se dono haath aage badhaye aur ammi ki gaand pe rakh diye – seedhe salwar ke upar se, dono haathon se masalne laga. Uski moti ungliyan gaand ko dabate hue, gol gol ghumate hue, jaise aata gondh raha ho. Ammi ka body ekdum se akad gaya, kettle haath se chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Woh palti thodi si, shock mein, "Mohan! Yeh kya kar rahe ho? Haath hatao!" awaaz mein gussa tha lekin zor se nahi .

Mohan ne haath nahi hataye, balki aur zor se masla – gaand ke dono parts ko alag alag dabaya, beech mein crack pe ungli slide karte hue. Uske muh se dheemi gandi awaaz nikli, "Bibi ji, kal raat aap mere kamre ke bahar thi na? Maine dekha tha aapko... kitni geeli ho rahi thi meri baatein sun ke. Aapko pasand aaya na mera lund? Yeh gaand itni soft hai, uff... roz masalne ka mann karta hai."

Ammi ne virodh kiya, haath peeche kar ke Mohan ke haathon ko hatane ki koshish ki, "Haraami... chhod mujhe! Badtameez kahin ka!" Lekin uski awaaz mein woh pehla wala zor ka gussa nahi tha jaise kitchen mein thappad maara tha. Body thoda virodh kar raha tha lekin zyada nahi – jaise andar se kuch feel ho raha ho. Usne gas band kiya, lekin Mohan ne usko peeche se pakad liya, apna lund pant ke andar se ammi ki gaand pe press karne laga – mota sa hardness feel ho raha tha salwar ke through.

Mohan aur bold ho gaya, ek haath gaand pe masalte hue dusra haath aage badhaya aur ammi ke pet pe rakh diya, dheere se upar slide karte hue boobs ke neeche tak. Muh ammi ke kaan ke paas laaya, gandi saans phenkte hue bola, "Farha randi... kal raat teri chut mein ungli daal rahi thi na tu? Saali akeli aurat, pati Dubai mein maal kama raha hai aur tu yahaan Mohan ke liye geeli ho rahi hai. Bol na, pasand hai mera vahshipan? Yeh kaala mota lund teri gori chut mein ghusedun toh kitna maza aayega... tu chillayegi ahh ahh kar ke."

Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi, chehra laal, eyes thodi band – virodh kar rahi thi lekin body soft pad raha tha. Usne Mohan ka haath pakda boobs se hatane ko, lekin zor nahi laga payi. Muh se nikla, "Nahi Mohan... yeh galat hai... chhod do mujhe..." lekin awaaz mein ek dheemi siski mix thi. Gaand peeche ki taraf thodi hil gayi . Ammi ke nipples suit ke upar se ubhar aaye the, saans se boobs upar neeche ho rahe the tez tez.

Main corridor ke corner se chhup ke yeh sab dekh raha tha – mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, lund shorts mein full khada. Apni ammi ko us gande naukar ke haathon mein masalte dekhna, uski gandi baatein sun ke ammi ka garm hona – uff ye feeling peak pe pahunch gaya. Haath apne aap lund pe chala gaya, dheere se dabaya.

Mohan ab aur aggressive ho gaya , ammi ko gas ke paas hi daboch ke gaand masalte hue bola, "Aaj se tu meri hai Farha... roz yeh gaand masalunga, boobs dabunga, aur ek din teri chut faad dunga. Bol, pasand hai na?" Ammi ne sirf dheemi si "Uff..." boli, virodh band nahi kiya poora, bas khadi rahi wahan.

Achanak bahar se kisi ki awaaz aayi, Mohan ne haath hata liye aur peeche hat gaya. Ammi ne jhat se dupatta theek kiya, saans leke gas pe wapas dhyan diya, lekin uski taangein thodi kaamp rahi thi.

Main chupke se apne room mein wapas bhag aaya, bed pe let ke lund hilaya zor zor se – yeh scene yaad kar ke jaldi hi cum nikal aaya.

. Subah ka woh scene dekhne ke baad main college nahi gaya, room mein hi chhup ke baitha raha. Dil mein bechaini thi, lund baar baar khada ho jaata tha soch soch ke. Dopahar ke 2 baj rahe the, garmi bahut thi, ghar mein AC sirf living room mein chalta tha. Huma college se abhi nahi aayi thi, main room mein fan ke neeche leta tha phone pe.

Achanak maine corridor se awaaz suni – ammi ka room ka darwaaza khula aur woh bahar nikli. Unhone yellow color ka cotton saree pehna tha, garmi ki wajah se lightweight, blouse tight tha boobs pe, saree neeche pet tak low tied, fair kamar dikhai de rahi thi thodi. Baal khule the, chehra serious tha. Woh dheere dheere corridor se garden ki taraf badhi, pairon mein chappal ki halki awaaz aayi. Main samajh gaya – yeh Mohan ke kamre ki taraf ja rahi hai!

Ammi garden cross kar ke Mohan ke chhote se kamre ke darwaaze pe pahunchi. Darwaaza half khula tha, andar se Mohan ki awaaz aa rahi thi jaise radio sun raha ho. Ammi ne darwaaza khatkhataaya nahi, seedhe andar ghusi. Main jhat se bed se utha, chupke se room se nikla aur garden mein bushes ke peeche chhup gaya. Mohan ka kamra garden ke end pe tha, khidki side wali half khuli thi – perfect view tha andar ka. Main dheere se khidki ke paas pahuncha, jhuk ke andar jhaankne laga, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.

Andar ka scene: Kamra chhota sa, ek khat (bed) pe Mohan baitha tha lungi mein, upar ka banian utra hua, mota kaala pet bahar nikla hua, paseene se chamak raha tha. Fan chal raha tha upar, lekin garmi mein bhi uski body se smell aa rahi thi. Ammi andar ghusi toh Mohan ne muskura ke dekha – woh gandi si muskurahat, daant dikhte hue, aankho mein hawas.

Ammi seedhe khadi ho gayi uske saamne, haath kamar pe rakh ke, gusse mein boli, "Mohan! Yeh kya badtameezi hai tu subah se kya kar raha hai? Kitchen mein haath lagaya, ? Tu bhool gaya apni aukaat? Naukar hai tu, saale kutte! Main tujhe ghar se nikaal dungi aaj hi, police bulaungi!"

Mohan bed pe baitha raha, sirf muskurata raha. Usne lungi ke upar se apna lund adjust kiya dheere se, jaise tent ban raha ho. Phir dheemi awaaz mein bola, "Bibi ji... itna gussa? Kal raat aap mere kamre ke bahar khadi thi na, panty ki smell sungh ke ungli kar rahi thi? Aapko bura nahi lag raha tha tab. Ab subah gaand masalne mein bhi aap geeli ho gayi thi, saans tez ho gayi thi na?"

Ammi ka chehra laal ho gaya, woh aur aage badhi, ungli dikha ke boli, "Chup saale haraamkhor! Gandi nazar rakhta hai tu mujhpe? Teri yeh gandi soch,... uff, ghin aati hai! Tu ek baar phir haath lagayega toh tera woh lund kaat dungi!"

Mohan ab bhi muskura raha tha, jaise usko maza aa raha ho ammi ki gaaliyan sun ke. Woh dheere dheere bola, "Farha randi... gaaliyan de rahi hai? Teri gori chut ko kaala lund chahiye na? Bol na saali..."

Yeh sunte hi ammi ka gussa peak pe pahunch gaya, woh aur chillayi, "Behenchod kutte! Teri himmat..."

Achanak Mohan bed se uth khada hua – jaise koi jaanwar attack kar raha ho. Usne tezi se ammi ka haath pakda, kheench ke apne paas laaya aur zorse ek thappad maara ammi ke gaal pe – CHATAAAK! Awaaz poore kamre mein goonji. Ammi ka sir side mein hil gaya, aankhein badi ho gayi shock se.

Phir bina rukke Mohan ne doosra thappad maara dusre gaal pe – CHATAK! "Saali randi, gaaliyan degi mujhe?" Teesra thappad – CHATAK! "Teri aukaat bataun aaj?" Chaar thappad – CHATAK! Ammi ke gaal laal ho gaye, aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, woh sunn ho gayi – muh band, saans tez, body kaamp rahi thi.

Mohan ne usko palta – jaise koi cheez ghumata ho – aur ammi ko peeche mudvaya. Ab ammi ki peeth uski taraf thi. Mohan ne saree ka pallu side mein fek diya, blouse ke neeche se kamar pakdi zor se aur gaand pe thappad maarna shuru kar diya – zor zor se, continuesly!

CHATAK! CHATAK! CHATAK! Har thappad se ammi ki moti gaand hil rahi thi saree ke upar se, gand bounce kar raha tha. "Ahh!" ammi ke muh se pehli baar dard bhari cheekh nikli. Mohan gaaliyan dete ja raha tha, "Saali kutiya! Aukaat mein reh! Yeh gaand ab meri hai... roz thappad khaayegi tu! Randi Farha, teri chut geeli ho rahi hai na dard se?"

CHATAK! CHATAK! Lagataar 10-12 thappad maare usne gaand pe, har baar zor se, haath ka nishaan pad raha tha kapde ke upar se. Ammi tadapne lagi – pairon pe khadi nahi reh payi, jhuk gayi aage, haath bed pe rakh ke, muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi, "Ahh... uff... Mohan bas kar... dard ho raha hai... ahh!" Aansu uski aankhon se beh rahe the, lekin body mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi – gaand peeche ki taraf hil rahi thi har thappad ke saath jaise aur maang rahi ho.

Main khidki se yeh sab dekh raha tha – shock mein, socha ek baar andar jaake rok doon, maar doon Mohan ko. Lekin... uff doston, mera lund full khada tha shorts mein, dil kar raha tha aur dekhoon. Apni ammi ko us gande naukar se thappad khaate, gaand pe zor zor se maara jaate dekhna – yeh humiliation, yeh dominance, ye feeling itna strong tha ki main wahi khada raha, haath apne lund pe rakh ke dheere dheere dabata raha.

Mohan ab ruk nahi raha tha, ek haath se gaand pe thappad maarta aur dusre se saree upar uthane laga thoda, taaki direct feel ho...

Mohan ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne ammi ki kamar pakdi zor se, usko bed par bitha diya – jaise koi cheez phenk raha ho. Ammi bed pe giri, saree ulajh gayi pairon mein, aankhein aansuon se bhari hui, saans tez tez chal rahi thi, gaal laal aur gaand mein dard ki wajah se body kaamp rahi thi.

Mohan bed ke saamne khada tha, lungi mein tent bana hua uska lund ka, aankho mein jaanwar jaisi hawas. Woh gaaliyan deta hua bola, "Saali randi Farha! Ab teri aukaat dikhaun... kapde utaar! Nanggi ho ja mere saamne, warna aur thappad maarunga!" Uski awaaz garajti hui thi, haath upar utha ke dhamka raha tha.

Ammi dar gayi – uski aankhein badi ho gayi, haath bed pe rakhe hue, muh se dheemi si "Nahi Mohan... please..." nikli. Lekin Mohan ne zor se chillaya, "Utaar kutiya! Jaldi kar, warna teri gaand aur laal kar dunga!" Ammi ke haath kaamp rahe the, woh dheere dheere uthi bed pe baith ke, pehle saree ka pallu hataya – blouse dikh gaya, tight wala, boobs ubharte hue. Phir saree ki peti kholi, saree neeche gir gayi pairon pe, ab sirf petticoat aur blouse mein thi.

Mohan muskura raha tha gandi tarah se, "Aur utaar behenchod! Poora nanga kar apne aap ko!" Ammi ne blouse ke buttons khole ek ek kar ke – pehla button khula toh cleavage dikh gaya, fair skin, bra andar black color ki. Dusra button – boobs aur ubhar aaye. Teesra – poora blouse khul gaya, usne utaar ke side mein phenk diya. Ab bra mein boobs – bade bade, 36 size ke, firm lekin thode soft, saans se upar neeche ho rahe the.

Phir petticoat ka nada khola, woh neeche gir gaya – ab sirf bra aur panty mein. Panty white color ki, simple cotton wali, chut ke area pe thoda geela spot dikhai de raha tha shayad. Ammi ne bra ke hook peeche se khole, bra utar di – uff, uske boobs bilkul nange, fair skin pe pink nipples erect khade hue, doodh jaise bade gol gol, thode se latakte lekin shape perfect. Figure poora dikh raha tha ab – 36-32-38 ka, kamar patli fair, pet flat lekin thoda soft, hips moti aur round. Fair glowing skin poori body pe, lambe silky baal peeche girte hue, chehra laal dar aur sharm se.

Aakhir mein panty utari – dheere se khadi hui, panty neeche slide ki, pairon se nikaali. Ab bilkul nangi – chut shaved thi, pink lips thodi khuli hui, geeli chamak rahi thi. Gaand moti, round, thappad ke nishaan laal laal pad gaye the peeche. Poora figure – 48 saal ki umar mein bhi jawan, curvy MILF jaise, boobs bade aur heavy, nipples pointed, kamar se hips tak curve perfect, taangein smooth aur fair.

Main khidki se yeh sab dekh raha tha – apni ammi ko pehli baar bilkul nangi dekh kar paagal ho gaya. Mera lund shorts mein dard kar raha tha khade hone se, haath apne aap wahan chala gaya, dheere se masalne laga. ammi nangi us gande naukar ke saamne, dar se kapde utarte dekhna – uff, garam ho gaya main poora, saans tez, dil dhadak raha tha.

Mohan ab aage badha, ammi ko bed pe baitha ke uske boobs pakad liye – dono haathon se ek ek doodh ko bure tarike se masalne laga. Uski moti kaali ungliyan boobs ke meat mein ghus rahi thi, zor zor se dabate hue, jaise aata gondh raha ho. Boobs deform ho rahe the uske haathon mein, fair skin pe laal nishaan pad rahe the. Ammi ke muh se siski nikli, "Ahh... Mohan... dard ho raha hai..."

Mohan gaali deta hua, "Saali randi, yeh doodh kitne bade hain... uff, teri umar mein bhi itne tight. Main inko masal masal ke laal kar dunga!" Woh ek boob ko zor se squeeze kiya, dusre ko twist kiya jaise ragad raha ho. Phir nipples pe pahuncha – pink nipples ko ungli aur anguthe se pakad ke khichne laga bedardi se. Pehle dheere se pinch kiya, phir zor se kheench diya – nipple stretch ho gaya, ammi ka sir peeche ki taraf hil gaya, muh se cheekh nikli, "Aaaah! Bas kar... uff!"

Mohan nahi ruk raha tha, ek nipple ko khichte hue dusre ko muh mein daal ke choosne laga – zor se choosta, daant se kaat ta dheere se, phir kheench ta. "Kutiya Farha, yeh nipples kitne tasty hain... teri chut se pehle inko kha jaaunga main! Saali akeli randi, pati Dubai mein aur tu Mohan ke haathon mein tadap rahi hai... bol, maza aa raha hai na dard mein?" Uski awaaz gandi, saans phenk raha tha ammi ke chehre pe.

Ammi tadap rahi thi – haath bed pe rakhe hue, body hil rahi thi har khichav pe, aankhein band, muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi, "Ahh... uff... Mohan... slowly..." Lekin uski awaaz mein dard ke saath maza mix tha – nipples aur erect ho gaye the, chut se pani beh raha tha dheere dheere, taangein thodi khul rahi thi jaise andar se geeli ho rahi ho. Jaise is vahshipan mein, is dard mein usko thrill mil raha tha – virodh nahi kar rahi thi poora, bas tadap rahi thi aur saans tez tez le rahi thi.

Mohan ab ek haath neeche le gaya, ammi ki chut pe rakh diya dheere se, lekin boobs masalte ja raha tha – nipple ko twist karte hue, kheench te hue, gaaliyan deta hua, "Behenchod, teri yeh chut geeli hai mere liye... ab yeh lund andar ghusunga!"

Main yeh dekh ke paagal ho raha tha – haath zor zor se lund hilane laga wahan khidki pe, cum nikalne wala tha...

Ammi dard se tadap rahi thi lekin andar se usko woh vahshi dard maza de raha tha. Ab scene aur garam hone wala tha.

Mohan ammi ke boobs chhodta hai, peeche hat jata hai ek kadam. Uski aankhein jaanwar jaisi laal, muh pe gandi muskurahat. Woh lungi ka nada dheere se kholta hai aur lungi neeche gira deta hai. Uff... uska kaala monster lund bahar aa gaya – poora 9 inch ka, mota jaise baingan, kaala chamakdar, nashe ubhari hui, supara laal aur bada, tip se precum ki boond nikal rahi thi. Lund full erect, upar ki taraf khada, hil raha tha jaise saans le raha ho. Poora badan paseene se bhiga hua, uski gandi smell kamre mein faili hui.

Woh aage badhta hai, ammi bed pe nangi baithi hui thi, uska lund seedhe ammi ke chehre ke saamne laata hai. Pehle toh usne lund ko ammi ke gaal pe ragda – garam kaala lund skin pe slide karte hue, precum ka trail chhodta hua. Phir dusre gaal pe, phir honthon pe ragda, ammi ke muh ke aas paas gol gol ghumaya. "Le saali randi Farha... dekh mera kaala lund, tera pati ka toh chhota hoga na? Yeh teri zindagi badal dega!"

Ammi ne muh side mein ghumaya, aankhein band kar li, "Nahi Mohan... yeh mat kar... ghin aati hai..." Lekin uski awaaz mein dar tha zyada.

Mohan zor se hans pada, gaali dete hue bola, "Ghin aati hai? Saali kutiya, abhi chat ke saaf karegi tu ise! Muh khol aur choos mera lund, warna aur thappad padenge!" Woh haath upar uthata hai dhamki ke liye.

Ammi ne virodh kiya, sir hilaaya, "Nahi... main yeh nahi karungi... please Mohan..."

Bas itna suna Mohan ne aur zorse do thappad maare – ek gaal pe CHATAK! Dusra dusre gaal pe CHATAK! Ammi ka sir hil gaya, aansu nikal aaye, woh sham gayi – muh band, saans tez, dar se body kaamp rahi thi.

Mohan ne uske baal pakde peeche se, sir upar kheench ke bola, "Ab muh khol kutiya!" Ammi dheere se muh kholti hai, aankhein band, honth kaamp rahe the. Mohan ne lund ka supara ammi ke honthon pe rakh ke dheere dhakka diya – lund andar slide hone laga. Ammi ki jeebh bahar nikli, lund ko chatne lagi – pehle supare ko, phir shaft ko upar neeche, dheere dheere, jaise majboori mein lekin taste le rahi ho.

Main khidki se yeh sab dekh raha tha – apni khubsurat, gori, curvy ammi ko bilkul nangi, us gande kaale mota naukar ka lund muh mein lete dekh kar paagal ho raha tha. Mera lund haath mein tha, zor zor se hila raha tha, maza itna aa raha tha ki awaaz nikalte nikalte bachi. Ammi ke honth lund ke aas paas stretch ho rahe the, laar tapak rahi thi, woh choosti ja rahi thi – kabhi supara choosti, kabhi neeche balls tak jeebh fer ti.

Mohan ab ammi ka muh chodne laga – baal pakad ke sir aage peeche karte hue, lund andar bahar ho raha tha. "Ahh... saali randi... kitna achha choosti hai tu... uff, tera muh garam hai!" Phir woh aur ganda ho gaya, muh chodte hue Huma ke baare mein bolne laga, "Teri chhoti beti Huma... uff, woh bhi kitni maal hai na? 19 saal ki tight chut hogi uski, chhote chhote boobs... main usko bhi nangga karunga ek din. Usko bhi yeh kaala lund khilaunga, uski gaand faad dunga... dono maa beti ko ek saath pelunga, teri beti ko teri god mein baitha ke chodunga!"

Ammi ki aankhein ekdum badi ho gayi – shock aur gusse se, woh muh se lund nikaalne ki koshish ki, haath se dhakka dene lagi, muh se nikla, "Nahi Mohan... please meri beti ke baare mein aisa mat bolo... woh masoom hai... usko chhod do!"

Mohan hans pada jaanwar jaisi hanshi, "Masoom? Saali, woh bhi teri tarah randi banegi!" Phir usne ammi ke baal zor se pakde, sir aage dhakka kiya aur poora lund gale tak ghusa diya – ammi ka gala bulge ho gaya, muh full, saans ruk gayi thodi der ke liye. Ammi ke haath Mohan ki jaanghon pe lage, nikaalne ki koshish ki lekin woh nahi chhoda. "Le kutiya... teri beti ke baare mein soch ke hi tera muh aur zor se chodunga! Saali haramzadi, dono maa beti meri rakheil banengi!"

Ammi tadap rahi thi, aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, muh se "glug glug" awaazein nikal rahi thi lund gale tak ghuste hue, laar tapak rahi thi chin pe. Lekin uski chut se pani aur beh raha tha – jaise Huma ka naam sun ke shock mein bhi andar se geeli ho rahi ho.

Main yeh sab dekh ke... uff doston, mera cum nikal gaya wahi khidki pe, itna maza aa raha tha apni ammi ko aise humiliate hote, Huma ke baare mein gandi baatein sunte dekh kar.

Kaisa laga yeh update? Agla kya ho – Mohan ammi ki chut pele ya Huma ghar aa jaaye aur kuch dekh le? Ya kuch aur twist? Feedback do zaroor!

 

[Iron Man]

Nice Start

 

[Wasi_fahim]

1st fuck her in her husbend bed. Then bring huma to scene

 

[mentalslut]

### Update 3 : -

Doston, pichle update mein aapne padha kaise Mohan ne ammi ke muh mein apna kaala monster lund gale tak ghusa ke chod raha tha, Huma ke baare mein gandi gandi baatein karte hue. Ammi tadap rahi thi, aansu beh rahe the, lekin chut se pani bhi tapak raha tha. Ab scene aur zyada vahshi hone wala tha.

Mohan ammi ke baal zor se pakde hue the, sir aage peeche karte hue lund muh mein andar bahar kar raha tha. Har dhakke pe ammi ke muh se “glug… glug… glug” awaazein nikal rahi thi, laar tapak rahi thi chin se neeche boobs tak. Uska kaala lund chamak raha tha ammi ke thook se, supara laal ho gaya tha zyada garam hone se.

Bich bich mein Mohan rukta, lund muh mein hi rakhe hue, muh kholta aur ammi ke muh ke andar seedhe thookne lagta – ek bada sa gadha thook, gehra aur chipchipa, jeebh se nikal ke ammi ke muh mein girata. “Le saali randi… mera thook pi, apni chut ke jaise!” Pehli baar thook girte hi ammi ne virodh kiya – muh se lund nikaalne ki koshish ki, sir hilaaya, haath se Mohan ki jaangh pe dhakka maara, muh se nikla, “Ughh… nahi Mohan… yeh ganda hai… mat kar!”

Lekin Mohan ne uska sir aur zor se pakda, do teen thappad maare gaal pe – CHATAK! CHATAK! – aur wapas lund gale tak ghusa diya. “Chup kutiya! Jo bolunga woh karegi! Muh khol aur mera thook chaat!” Phir dusra thook daala, teesra, chaar baar – har baar apna ganda thook muh mein girata, ammi ke gale tak utarta, woh khans rahi thi lekin majboori mein pi ja rahi thi. Uske honth, chin, gardan – sab thook se geele ho gaye, Mohan ka gadha thook aur ammi ki laar mix ho ke neeche tapak raha tha.

Ammi ka poora badan ab geela ho chuka tha – paseena, laar aur Mohan ke thook se. Boobs chamak rahe the, nipples pe thook ki boondein latak rahi thi, pet tak geela, chut se bhi pani beh ke jaanghein geeli ho gayi thi. Baal bhi ulajh gaye the paseene se, chehra laal, aankhein aansuon se bhari, lekin muh lund chooste ja raha tha jaise ab aadat pad gayi ho.

Main khidki se yeh sab dekh raha tha – apni khubsurat gori ammi ko itna ganda dekh kar bilkul pagal ho raha tha. Mera lund haath mein tha, zor zor se hila raha tha, saans tez, dil dhadak raha tha itna ki laga kahin awaaz na nikal jaaye. Ammi ka nanga badan geela chamak raha tha, jaise koi porn film mein randi ko prepare kiya ja raha ho – yeh scene dekh ke mera dimag kharab ho gaya tha.

Achanak Mohan ki body akad gayi, saans tez ho gayi, woh zor se bola, “Ahh… saali Farha… le mera maal… aaj tera chehra aur doodh bhar dunga!” Usne ammi ke baal chhode, lund muh se nikaala – chamakdar geela lund – aur zor zor se hilane laga apne haath se. Ammi hanf rahi thi, muh khula, saans phooli hui, chehra geela thook se, aankhein band.

Phir pichkaari chhooti – pehla gadha white maal ammi ke chehre pe gira, naak aur honthon pe. Dusra boobs pe, left wale nipple pe. Teesra right boob pe, chaar aur paanch chehre pe hi – poora maal gadha, thick aur garam, ammi ke fair chehre aur bade boobs pe fail gaya. Ammi hanf rahi thi tez tez, muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi, aankhein band, body kaamp rahi thi – shayad jhadne ke kareeb pahunch gayi thi bina touch kiye.

Mohan saans lete hue ammi ko dekha, phir achanak usko baalon se pakad ke uthaya bed se. Ammi ke pair kaamp rahe the, woh khadi bhi nahi ho pa rahi thi properly. Mohan ne zor se teen chaar thappad maare uske gaalon pe – CHATAK! CHATAK! CHATAK! – “Saali randi! Ab yahan se nangi hi jaayegi tu! Kapde yahin rahne de mere paas… kal subah aake lena , jab main bolunga!”

Ammi ne majboori mein uski taraf dekha – aankhein dar se bhari, chehra cum aur thook se geela, muh se dheemi awaaz nikli, “Mohan… please… kapde de do… koi dekh lega…” Lekin Mohan ki aankhein gusse aur hawas se laal thi, woh zor se chillaya, “Nikal kutiya! Nangi hi ghar jaa, garden cross kar ke! Warna aur thappad padenge!”

Ammi ne ek pal uski aankhon mein dekha, phir dar ke maare sir jhuka liya. Woh dheere se palti, nangi hi darwaaza khola – poora badan geela, cum boobs aur chehre pe chamak raha tha, gaand pe pehle ke thappad ke laal nishaan, chut se pani tapak raha tha jaanghon pe. Garden mein dopahar ka ujaala tha, koi dekh bhi sakta tha door se, lekin ammi majboori mein nikal gayi – pair kaamp rahe the, haath se chehra aur boobs chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin poora nahi chhup pa rahi thi.

Uff doston, kya scene tha – meri khubsurat curvy ammi bilkul nangi, cum se sani hui, garden cross karte hue ghar ki taraf ja rahi thi. Main bushes ke peeche chhup ke dekhta raha, mera lund phir se khada ho gaya yeh dekh ke.

Ammi back door se andar ghusi thi, pair kaamp rahe the, saans phooli hui, ek haath se chehre ko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, dusre haath se bade boobs dabaye hue thi taaki cum na tapke. Corridor khali tha, main staircase ke peeche chhup ke dekhta raha – uska nanga badan dopahar ki roshni mein chamak raha tha, gaand pe thappad ke laal nishaan saaf dikhai de rahe the, chut se geela pani jaanghon pe trail chhod raha tha.

Ammi dheere dheere apne room ki taraf badhi – har kadam pe gand hil rahe the, boobs upar neeche hil rahe the, cum ki boondein chin se tapak ke pet tak aa rahi thi. Usne room ka darwaaza khola, andar ghusi, aur dheere se band kiya, lekin lock nahi kiya shayad jaldi mein. Main chupke se corridor cross kiya, darwaaze ke paas pahuncha. Darwaaza poora band nahi tha, ek chhoti si darar thi neeche, main zameen pe baith ke us darar se andar jhaankne laga – view thoda limited tha lekin kaafi kuch dikh raha tha: bed ka lower part, mirror ke saamne ka area, aur ammi ki taangein.

Andar ammi pehle mirror ke saamne khadi hui – saans abhi bhi tez thi, chehra laal, baal uljhe hue. Woh mirror mein apne chehre ko dekhti rahi thodi der, jaise hairaan ho khud pe. Phir dheere se right haath ki do ungliyan uthayi, chehre pe lagi cum ko chhua – gadha white maal ungliyon pe chipak gaya. Woh ungliyan dekhti rahi 4-5 second, aankhein thodi badi, saans gehri li. Phir ungliyan muh ke paas laayi, honth thode khole, aur jeebh bahar nikaal ke dheere se chaatne lagi – pehle sirf tip pe jeebh ferayi, taste liya, phir poori ungli muh mein daal ke choosne lagi, jaise lollipop ho. Muh se halki si “mmmph” awaaz nikli, aankhein band ho gayi thodi der ke liye.

Uske baad usne left boob ko haath se dheere se uthaya – boob heavy tha, cum se geela, nipple abhi bhi erect. Ungli se nipple pe laga maal collect kiya, phir wahi ungli muh mein daal di. Ab dono haath kaam pe lag gaye – ek haath chehre aur gardan ka cum saaf kar raha tha aur muh mein daal raha tha, dusra boobs se. Har baar maal chaatne ke baad woh thodi der rukti, aankhein band karti, jaise Mohan ka vahshi chehra yaad kar rahi ho. Muh se dheemi dheemi awaazein nikal rahi thi, “Uff… kitna gadha hai… kitna vahshi tha woh aaj… thappad maara… lund gale tak ghusaaya… thook daala mere muh mein…”

Phir ammi bed pe jaake baith gayi – pair bed pe faila liye, peeth mirror ki taraf tikayi taaki khud ko dekh sake. Ab view zyada clear ho gaya darar se. Usne pehle boobs ko dono haathon se masla dheere dheere, nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya jaise Mohan karta tha – thoda zor se, dard wala pinch, muh se “Ahh…” nikla. Phir right haath neeche slide kiya – pet pe, phir chut ke upar. Clit pe pehle halki ungli ghumayi, geeli chut se “chhap” awaaz aayi. Saans tez ho gayi, muh khula reh gaya.

Ek ungli dheere se chut mein daali – andar tak, phir dheere dheere bahar nikali, geela pani ungli pe chamka. Woh ungli muh ke paas laayi, apna hi pani chaata, phir wapas chut mein daal di. Ab speed badhi – do ungliyan andar bahar hone lagi, left haath nipple ko kheench raha tha zor se. Body hilne lagi – kamar upar uth rahi thi, taangein faili hui kaamp rahi thi, pairon ki ungliyan mud rahi thi pleasure se.

Awaazein ab tez ho gayi – “Ahh… Mohan… tera lund… kitna mota… kitna kaala… uff, gale tak ghusaaya tha… thook daala mere muh mein jaise randi hoon main… ahh, thappad maare… gaand laal kar di… lekin kitna maza aa raha tha…” Jaise Mohan ka vahshi pan, uski gaaliyan, uska dominance ab usko achha lag raha ho, uski yaad mein paagal ho rahi thi.

Ungliyan ab tez tez chal rahi thi – chut se “chhap chhap chhap” awaaz poore room mein, pani bed pe gir raha tha. Body arch ho gayi, sir peeche ki taraf, boobs upar ko khinche hue, phir zor ki siski nikli, “Ahhhhh… Mohan… aa raha hai…” body pura kiya, taangein band ho gayi ungliyan andar dabate hue, saans ruk gayi 4-5 second ke liye, phir dheere dheere normal hui.

Ammi bed pe let gayi thodi der, aankhein band, chehra flushed, muh pe halki si muskurahat – jaise satisfied ho. Phir dheere se uthi, bathroom ki taraf badhi shower lene.

Main darar se yeh sab dekh raha tha – dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, lund haath mein hilate hilate dobara cum nikal gaya. Apni ammi ko Mohan ke maal chaatte, uski yaad mein itna wildly ungli karte dekhna – lag raha tha woh ab poori tarah uske andaz ki deewani ho gayi hai.

Uske baad woh shower mein ghusi, lambi shower li – main corridor mein chhup ke sun raha tha paani ki awaaz aur kabhi kabhi dheemi siskiyaan.

Shaam ke 6 baj rahe the, garmi thodi kam hui thi, bahar andhera hone laga tha. Main apne room mein baitha tha, phone pe timepass kar raha tha lekin dimag mein bas woh sab scenes ghoom rahe the. Achanak main gate ki awaaz suni – Huma college se wapas aa gayi thi. Usne bag side mein rakha, hall mein aayi, “Ammi!” chillayi. Ammi bathroom se bahar aayi thi abhi, fresh kapde pehne hue – simple green cotton saree, blouse tight, baal geele khule hue, chehre pe thodi si freshness lekin aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bechaini abhi bhi thi.

Huma kitchen mein paani pine gayi, ammi hall mein aayi uske peeche. Huma ne bag khola, books nikaali, normal baatein karne lagi, “Aaj college mein bohot garmi thi Ammi, lecture boring tha, friends ke saath canteen mein baithi rahi.” Ammi muskura rahi thi forcefully, “Achha beta, thak gayi hogi, jaa fresh ho ja.” Lekin main staircase se upar se dekhta raha – ammi ki chaal mein kuch alag tha, hips zyada hil rahe the, jaise andar se abhi bhi geeli ho.

Huma fresh hone apne room mein chali gayi. Ammi kitchen mein chai banaane lagi, lekin uska dhyan nahi tha – kettle gas pe rakh ke woh khidki ke paas khadi ho gayi, garden ki taraf dekhti rahi. Mohan ka kamra door se dikhai de raha tha, andar dim light jal rahi thi. Ammi ki saans thodi tez ho gayi, haath saree ke pallu se khelne lage, jaise kuch soch rahi ho. Usne dheere se apna haath pet pe rakha, phir neeche slide kiya saree ke upar se, chut ke area pe halka sa press kiya, aankhein band kar li ek second ke liye.

Main samajh gaya – ammi bechain ho rahi thi, Mohan ke kapde lene ka bahana dhundh rahi thi, ya shayad aur kuch. Woh kitchen se bahar nikli, corridor cross kiya, back door khola aur garden ki taraf badh gayi – dheere dheere, jaise chupke se. Main jhat se staircase se neeche utra, chupke se back door ke paas pahuncha, garden mein bushes ke peeche chhup gaya. Ammi Mohan ke kamre ke darwaaze pe pahunchi, ruk gayi thodi der, saans li gehri, phir dheere se darwaaza khatkhataaya.

Andar se Mohan ki awaaz aayi, “Kaun?” Ammi ne dheemi awaaz mein bola, “Mohan… main… Farha… kapde…” Mohan ne darwaaza khola, uski gandi muskurahat, lungi mein hi tha, paseena abhi bhi badan pe. Usne ammi ko upar neeche dekha, phir side mein hat ke bola, “Andar aa saali.”

Ammi andar ghusi, darwaaza band ho gaya. Main jaldi se khidki ke paas pahuncha – half khuli thi, andar ka view clear tha. Mohan bed pe baitha, ammi ke purane kapde side mein rakhe hue the, bilkul fold kiye hue nahi, jaise trophy ki tarah. Mohan ne bola, “Kapde chahiye? Le lo… lekin pehle kal ka hisaab barabar karo.”

Ammi ne sir jhuka liya, dheemi awaaz mein, “Mohan… please kapde de do… Huma ghar aa gayi hai, koi dekh lega.” Mohan hans pada, “Toh kya hua? Teri beti ko bhi dikha denge ek din. Ab yahan aayi hai toh meri seva kar.” Usne lungi ka nada khola, lund bahar nikaala – already semi-hard, kaala monster hil raha tha.

Ammi ne pehle gusse ki nazar se dekha, lekin aankhein lund pe atak gayi. Usne dheere se ghutne ke bal baith gayi zameen pe, haath se lund pakda, aur bina bole muh ke paas laayi – jeebh bahar nikaal ke supare pe ferne lagi. Mohan ne uske baal pakde, “Achha… ab khud aa gayi meri randi? Kal thappad khaye, nangi bhagayi, aaj phir lund chahiye?”

Ammi choosti rahi, muh mein lund daalte hue, siskiyaan nikal rahi thi – jaise ab usko yeh vahshi pan sach mein pasand aa gaya ho. Mohan ne uska pallu neeche gira diya, blouse ke buttons kholne laga…

Main khidki pe chhup ke dekhta raha, dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lund haath mein. Lag raha tha ab ammi khud Mohan ki gulam banne ke liye aa rahi hai.

Main khidki se dekhta raha thodi der, phir dar gaya ki Huma ya koi dekh lega, toh chupke se ghar wapas aa gaya. Ammi lagbhag aadha ghanta baad lauti – chehra flushed, saree ka pallu thoda ulja hua, honth thode sooje hue, lekin aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi. Usne jaldi se kitchen mein dinner ki taiyaari shuru kar di, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Raat ke 9 baj rahe the. Dinner table pe hum teeno baithe – main, Huma aur ammi. Mohan kitchen se roti aur sabzi laa raha tha, serve kar raha tha. Table pe simple khana tha: daal, chawal, bhindi ki sabzi, roti aur salad. Huma normal baatein kar rahi thi college ke baare mein, main chup tha, dimag mein bas shaam ka scene chal raha tha.

Lekin asli khel table ke neeche aur nazron se ho raha tha.

Ammi ne aaj raat ke liye ek alag hi roop liya tha. Subah se jo strict, sharmili aurat thi, ab uski body language badal chuki thi. Usne red color ki sleeveless blouse wali saree pehni thi – blouse tight, deep neck, cleavage thoda zyada dikh raha tha jab woh jhukti. Saree low waist mein bandhi hui thi, pet ka fair hissa aur navel saaf dikhai de raha tha. Baal khule aur thoda curly kar ke chhode hue, honthon pe halki si red lipstick, aankhon mein kajal – jaise jaan boojh ke saj dhaj ke aayi ho.

Woh table pe baithi thi mere saamne, Huma side mein. Jab woh roti leti ya sabzi parosti, pallu side mein gir jaata, boobs ka shape aur cleavage clear dikh jaata. Saans leti toh boobs upar neeche hilte, blouse ke buttons pe pressure dikhta.

Mohan har baar plate rakhne ya paani daalne aata, toh ammi ke bilkul peeche khada ho jaata. Uske chehre pe woh gandi muskurahat, nazar seedhe ammi ke cleavage pe ya pet pe. Ek baar paani daalte hue usne jaan boojh ke jug thoda tilt kiya, paani ammi ke pallu pe gir gaya. Ammi ne jhat se pallu uthaya, lekin usse pehle Mohan ne apna haath aage kiya jaise saaf karne ke bahane – ungliyan ammi ke blouse ke upar cleavage ke paas touch ho gayi dheere se. Ammi ka body thoda akad gaya, usne pallu se saaf kiya khud, lekin nazar Mohan ki taraf uthi – gusse ki nahi, balki ek dheemi si smile ke saath.

Mohan bhi ruk nahi raha tha. Ek baar sabzi paroste hue woh ammi ke bilkul kareeb aaya, uska mota pet ammi ki peeth se touch ho raha tha, aur table ke neeche uska haath dheere se ammi ki jaangh pe rakh diya saree ke upar se. Ammi ne taang hilayi nahi, balki thodi aur side mein khol di. Mohan ki ungliyan dheere dheere upar slide karne lagi, saree ke folds mein, jaangh ke andar ki taraf. Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi, woh roti tod rahi thi lekin haath thoda kaamp rahe the. Usne nazar utha ke Mohan ko dekha – aankhon mein sharm, dar, lekin saath mein hawas bhi.

Huma busy thi phone pe.Main table ke us taraf baitha tha, sab clear dekh raha tha – ammi ka chehra laal ho raha tha, honth kaamp rahe the, pallu bar bar gir raha tha jaise jaan boojh ke. Mohan ki nazar ammi pe tikki hui, kabhi cleavage pe, kabhi uski aankhon mein, jaise challenge de raha ho.

Ek baar Mohan roti laane kitchen gaya, ammi ne uske peeche peeche nazar daudi – jaise wait kar rahi ho wapas aaye. Jab woh lauta, ammi ne dheere se apna left pair table ke neeche Mohan ki taraf badhaya – uski nangi paon ki ungliyan Mohan ki taang se touch ho gayi. Mohan ne neeche haath daal ke ammi ka pair pakad liya, ungliyan paon pe ferne laga, phir dheere se upar jaangh tak.

Ammi khana kha rahi thi, lekin muh se dheemi si siski nikal gayi, usne jhat se haath se muh dabaya, Huma ki taraf dekha. Huma ne poocha, “Ammi, sab theek?” Ammi ne muskura ke bola, “Haan beta, mirchi lag gayi thodi.” Lekin uski aankhein Mohan pe thi, jaise keh rahi ho “aur kar”.

Poora dinner isi nazar-bazi aur chhup chhup ke touch ka khel chalta raha. Ammi ka ye naya roop – saj dhaj ke, openly flirt karte hue, Mohan ke vahshi pan ko invite karte hue – dekh kar main paagal ho raha tha. Mera lund table ke neeche khada tha, dimag mein bas yeh soch raha tha ki raat ko kya hoga.

Dinner khatam hua, Huma apne room mein chali gayi. Ammi kitchen mein bartan rakhne lagi, Mohan uske peeche peeche gaya…

Ammi kitchen mein bartan dhone lagi, paani ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Mohan kitchen mein hi ruk gaya, jaise wait kar raha ho.

Main chupke se staircase se neeche utra, kitchen ke darwaaze ke side mein chhup gaya – khidki se andar ka view perfect tha. Kitchen ki light dim thi, sirf sink ke upar wala bulb jal raha tha, ammi ki red saree laal chamak de rahi thi.

Ammi sink pe khadi thi, pallu side mein gira hua, boobs ubhar rahe the har saans pe. Mohan peeche se dheere dheere aaya, bilkul chipak ke khada ho gaya – uska mota pet ammi ki gaand se dab raha tha. Usne dheere se dono haath ammi ki kamar pe rakhe, phir upar slide karte hue boobs ke neeche tak pahuncha diya.

Ammi ka body thoda akad gaya, usne peeche mud ke dheemi awaaz mein bola, “Mohan… nahi… Huma jag rahi hai… koi aa jayega…” Lekin awaaz mein woh pehla wala zor ka virodh nahi tha, balki ek dheemi si bechaini thi.

Mohan ne uske kaan mein gandi, bhari awaaz mein bola, “Chup saali randi… dinner pe table ke neeche meri taang chhoo rahi thi na tu? Pallu girne de rahi thi jaan boojh ke? Ab teri gandi ichha poori karta hoon.” Usne ammi ke dono haath peeche kheench ke ek haath se pakad liye, dusre haath se saree aur petticoat kamar tak upar utha diya – ab ammi ki white panty exposed ho gyi, moti gaand ubhari hui.

Usne panty ko side mein khisakaya, chut aur gaand ke crack poore dikh rahe the. Ammi ki saans tez ho gayi, woh sink pe haath rakh ke jhuk gayi thodi. Mohan ne muh mein gehra thook nikala, ek bada sa chipchipa thook, aur seedhe ammi ki gaand ke crack pe thook diya – thook dheere dheere beh ke chut ke lips tak pahunch gaya.

Ammi ki body kaanp gayi, usne dheemi cheekh maari, “Uff… Mohan… yeh kitna ganda hai… mat kar…” Mohan ne gandi hanshi li, “Le kutiya… mera thook teri gaand aur chut pe… ab yeh teri geelapan badhayega.” Phir dusra thook – is baar seedhe chut ke hole pe gira diya, ungli se karne laga, thook ko chut ke andar bahar ferte hue.

Usne ammi ke baal pakde, sir peeche kheencha aur bola, “Bol saali… kaisa lag raha hai? Bol ki tu meri kutiya hai!” Ammi ki aankhein band ho gyi, honth kaamp rahe the, woh dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Mohan… please… aise mat bol…”

Mohan ne zor se gaand pe thappad maara – CHATAK! Awaaz kitchen mein goonji. “Bol randi! Nahi toh aur thappad maarunga!” Dusra thappad – CHATAK! Teesra – CHATAK! Ammi tadap uthi, “Ahh… haan… main… teri kutiya hoon… tera ye sab karna… achha lag raha hai…”

Mohan ne phir se thook daala, is baar apne ungli pe, phir ammi ke muh ke paas laaya – “Chaat saali… apni chut ka taste aur mera thook mila ke.” Ammi ne virodh ki nazar se dekha, muh band kiya, lekin Mohan ne jabda pakad ke khol diya aur ungli muh mein daal di. Ammi ki jeebh ungli pe ghumne lagi, thook aur chut ka pani chaatne lagi, aankhon mein aansu lekin saans tez thi.

Usne panty poori utaar di, zameen pe phenk di, aur bola, “Ab yeh panty nahi pehnegi tu raat bhar. Ghar mein bina panty ke ghoomegi, chut khuli rakhegi mere liye. Agar pehni toh kal subah teri gaand aur laal kar dunga.” Phir usne ammi ko ghumaya, sink pe baitha diya, pair faila ke, aur muh mein ek baar phir thook diya – “Pi kutiya… mera maal pi, jaise kal piya tha.”

Ammi khans gayi, chehra laal, lekin chut se pani beh raha tha jaanghon pe. Mohan ne apna lund bahar nikaala, ammi ke chehre pe ragda, lekin andar nahi daala – sirf ragadta raha, thook daalta raha chut pe, gaand pe, boobs pe.

Usne ammi ko neeche utara, saree theek karne nahi diya, pallu neeche hi rakha, aur bola, “Ab nikal yahan se… bina panty ke. Raat bhar geeli rahegi tu mere khayalon mein.”

Ammi dheere se kitchen se bahar nikli, pair kaamp rahe the, haath se saree dabaye hue, chut khuli aur thook se geeli.

Main chhup ke yeh sab dekh raha tha – itni gandi, behooda harkat dekh kar paagal ho gaya tha, lund haath mein hilate hue cum nikal gaya.

Ammi raat bhar bechain rahi, bed pe karvatein badalti rahi, main apne room se awaazein sun raha tha. Neend aa gayi mujhe der se, lekin raat ke 2 baj rahe the jab meri aankh khuli – dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, pyaas lagi thi paani peene.

Main bed se utha, room se bahar corridor mein aaya. Ghar mein sannata tha, Huma so rahi thi apne room mein. Ammi ka room check kiya – darwaaza khula tha, bed khali, chadar ulji hui. Dil zor se dhadka – ammi kahan gayi? Main kitchen ki taraf gaya, paani piya, phir back door ki taraf dekha – woh half khula tha. Bahar garden mein chandni raat thi .light poore garden pe faili hui, paudhon ki parchhaiyan lambi lambi. Hawa thandi thi, lekin garden ke end pe Mohan ka kamra tha– andar light off thi, lekin bahar garden mein kuch movement dikha.

Main chupke se back door se bahar nikla, bushes ke peeche chhup gaya, aur garden cross kar ke Mohan ke kamre ke paas pahuncha. Wahan jo scene tha – uff doston, dil ruk gaya mera.

Chandni raat mein, garden ki ghaas pe ammi bilkul nangi khadi thi – poora badan moon light mein chamak raha tha, fair skin silver glow de rahi thi. Usne ek bhi kapda nahi pehna tha, baal khule hue peeche gir rahe the, chehra upar ki taraf chand ki taraf dekhte hue. 48 saal ko ammi lekin body abhi bhi jawan aur curvy: boobs bade bade 36 size ke, heavy aur firm, nipples pink aur erect khade hue thand se, upar neeche ho rahe the saans se. Kamar patli 32 ki, pet flat lekin thoda soft, navel deep aur sexy. Hips aur gaand moti 38 size ki, round aur ubhari hui, chalte waqt hilti hui. Taangein lambi aur smooth, fair thighs mein thoda gap, chut shaved aur pink, geeli chamak rahi thi moon light mein. Poora badan paseene ke geelepan se abhi bhi chamak raha tha.

Mohan kamre se bahar aaya – lungi mein, upar nanga, mota kaala badan bhayanak lag raha tha. Woh ammi ke paas pahuncha, haath badhaya aur zor se ek thappad maara ammi ke gaal pe – CHATAK! Awaaz raat ke sannate mein goonj gayi. Ammi ka sir side mein hil gaya, muh se siski nikli, “Ahh… Mohan…” lekin woh ruk nahi, balki aankhein band kar ke siski leti rahi jaise maza aa raha ho.

Mohan ne gaali di, “Saali randi… raat 2 baje nangi garden mein khadi hai? Teri chut itni geeli hai mere liye?” Usne dusra thappad maara dusre gaal pe – CHATAK! Ammi ki aankhein nam ho gayi, lekin woh khadi rahi, siski leti hui, “Uff… ahh…”

Phir Mohan ne usko palta – peeche se, ammi ki gaand ki taraf muh kiya. Ek haath se gaand ke left part pe zor ka thappad maara – CHATAK! Gaand hil gayi, meat bounce kiya moon light mein. Ammi tadap uthi, pairon pe khadi nahi reh payi, jhuk gayi thodi, muh se siski, “Ahh… Mohan… dard ho raha hai…” Lekin uski awaaz mein dard ke saath thrill mix tha, jaise aur maang rahi ho.

Mohan ne right part pe thappad maara – CHATAK! Phir continue maarta raha, lagataar 5-6 thappad, har baar zor se, awaaz CHATAK! CHATAK! Ammi ki gaand laal ho gayi, nishaan pad gaye, woh siskiyaan leti rahi, “Uff… ahh… Mohan… bas…” lekin body peeche ki taraf thrust kar rahi thi jaise maza aa raha ho.

Ab Mohan ne ammi ko ghutno ke bal baitha diya ghaas pe – thandi ghaas ammi ke nange pairon pe lag rahi thi. Usne ek haath aage badhaya, ammi ki chut pe rakh diya – pehle clit pe ungli ghumayi gol gol, thook se geeli chut chamak rahi thi. Ammi ki siski tez ho gayi, “Ahh…” Mohan ne ungli andar daali – ek ungli pehle, dheere se andar push kiya, chut ki walls ko feel karte hue. Phir andar bahar karne laga, dheere dheere speed badhate hue. Ammi ki kamar hilne lagi, muh se siskiyaan, “Uff… Mohan… aur andar…”

Mohan ne dusri ungli daali, ab do ungliyan chut mein andar bahar – zor zor se, awaaz chhap chhap ki aa rahi thi geelepan se. Usne teesri ungli daali, chut stretch ho gayi, ammi ki cheekh nikli, “Aaaah… dard ho raha hai… lekin uffff ahh…” Mohan gaali deta hua, “Le randi… teri chut faad raha hoon ungliyon se… bol maza aa raha hai na?”

Phir Mohan ne ammi ko palta, peeche se – ab gaand ki taraf. Ek ungli gaand ke hole pe rakhi, thook se geela kiya, phir dheere se andar push kiya – ammi ki gaand tight thi, ungli andar jaate hi woh tadap uthi, “Ahh… Mohan… nahi wahan… dard…” Lekin Mohan nahi ruka, ungli andar bahar karne laga, dusre haath se chut mein ungli daal diya saath mein. Ab dono taraf ungli – chut mein do ungliyan zor zor se, gaand mein ek dheere dheere andar bahar. Ammi siskiyaan leti rahi, body hil rahi thi, “Uff… ahh… Mohan… aur… dard mein maza aa raha hai…”

Mohan ne dusra haath aage badhaya, ammi ke right nipple ko pakda – pehle pinch kiya dheere se, phir khinchne laga bedardi se, nipple stretch ho gaya 1 inch tak. Ammi ki siski, “Aaaah… nipple… mat kheench…” Mohan ne marod diya nipple ko – gol gol ghumaya ungliyon se, jaise twist kar raha ho. Phir left nipple pe same – khincha, maroda, zor se. Ammi ke boobs hil rahe the har movement pe, nipples laal ho gaye, lekin woh siskiyaan leti rahi, “Ahh… uff… Mohan… aur zor se…”

Mohan ab aggressive ho gaya – ek haath se gaand mein ungli daalte hue, dusre se nipples ko ek ek kar ke khinchta aur marodta raha, chut mein badal badal ke. Ammi chandni raat mein nangi ghaas pe tadap rahi thi, siskiyaan poore garden mein goonj rahi thi, body kaamp rahi thi.

Main bushes ke peeche chhup ke yeh sab dekh raha tha – paagal ho gaya, lund hilate hue jhadne laga..

 

[Wasi_fahim]

Fantastic writing

 

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O.... Bhai ....mast update bhai superb