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When we came back to the house, two friends of my brother wanted to go home, but I told them it was very late and they must stay back. I told Gita to use the small room on the roof (which we had used as a dressing room for ratjaga). Adi and Gita went with them to ensure they were comfortable — and surely they were going to ensure each other’s comfort during the night. Sex hung like a thick curtain in the air. There were no words, but actions were the key.
When I came down to where the ladies were sleeping, Basanti was massaging Rashmi Bhabhi with one hand inside her, and Gunja — Basanti’s nanad — was doing service to Madhu Bhabhi. Mummy and Manjhali Mausi were teasing and playing pranks with Bade Mausa ji and Cheenu’s phupha. I came back and lay down in my room, feeling a bit lonely. I knew that Ravi and KD Jiju might come, but with Rupa and Sona in a hot mood, they would not miss the chance of chudai.
I freshened up and wore a baby doll. It had just one string to unfasten. I drank a hot cup of coffee laced with brandy and lay down. I took the bottle of Vaseline and covered my choot well. On second thought, I spread my gaand too and pushed two fingers with lube into that area. I was rubbing both ends and thinking about the huge, thick weapon of KD when sleep enveloped me fast.
But soon enough I could feel somebody holding me. Before I could turn, my skirt was up and KD Jiju was inside me. I welcomed him by raising my long, slender leg and parting it. KD had already undressed and his lund was coated in Vaseline. It was very thick, and he shoved with full force. I could not suppress my scream. However, Ravi Jiju, who had unfastened my top and was squeezing my choonchi, had pushed his semi-erect lund between my lips, eliminating any chance of my scream coming out. KD Jiju was holding my slender waist, and now, seeing that any chance of a scream had been cut, he pushed with full force. In spite of the lubrication and my legs fully spread, his lund was so thick that my choot was getting bruised. For the first time I had doubts about Mummy’s contention that no lund is thick enough for choot rani.
Ravi Jiju was rubbing and squeezing my choonchi, and KD was rubbing my clit. Soon chudai started in full frenzy. It must have been some time before my choot fully devoured him and the pain subsided. Jiju brought out his lund for a minute, and I quizzed, “Hey, how did both of you come back so early? What happened to Rupa and Sona?”
Ravi Jiju told me that when they had driven almost half the distance and were fingering the teens hard, making them ripe for chudai, the girls saw a car coming and raised their hands. It was Sona’s daddy, who was going somewhere. He picked them up and thanked us.
This gave them a chance to change position. Now KD Jiju was in missionary pose and Ravi Jiju had shoved his lund in my mouth, which I was sucking greedily. (Henceforth I will refer to Ravi as Jiju and KD as Jija.) Jija had put my legs on his shoulders and pushed two pillows under my gaand. My choot was now fully open, and although it was still feeling torn and stretched beyond endurance, it was enjoying the rubbing it was getting from his lund. He was sucking and biting my choonchi, and with powerful thrusts his lund was doing jabardast chudai. I was sucking Jiju’s lund with gusto. He was holding my head and fucking my mouth. My hands were caressing and fondling his big balls, and my tongue was rubbing his shaft. My fingers went on to caress his gaand hole, and one finger penetrated inside. It would be wrong to say that the pain had subsided, but now pleasure had overtaken. I was pushing my chootar in response to Jija’s (KD’s) powerful thrusts. He was built like a bodybuilder, and his muscles were packed with power. My choot, though extended beyond limit, was trying to squeeze his lund. Jiju had almost shoved his lund deep inside, and I could taste his pre-cum. My cheeks were fully bloated. I could feel the throbbing of Jiju’s lund, and knowing that he was on the verge of explosion, I pushed my finger into his gaand with a full thrust, pressing his sensitive point. It was too much for him. He flooded my mouth, and although I drank most of it, some fell on my cheeks and breasts. Jija pinched my clit, and I too exploded. He was doing chudai in frenzy and came soon. He not only filled my choot with his cum but pulled out his lund and sprayed my tummy and boobs with cum as well.
I was surprised with Jija (KD). His lund was still almost erect. Both Jiju put me on their lap and were kissing and biting me. One choonchi would be squeezed by Jija and the other crushed by Jiju. Jija would use both his hands to fondle my boobs softly, and Jiju would push his fingers into my choot. It would be wrong to say that we got aroused — Jija and Jiju were having erections almost continuously.
However, Jija left us and went to pee. Jiju told me something, and I giggled. When he came back from the bathroom, Jiju was lying down and I was over him, kissing him, biting his cheeks, and titillating his tits. Soon I came down and took his huge lund between my hard boobs and started fondling, caressing, and squeezing it with my breasts. His supara was open, and I teased his pee hole with my steel-hard, eraser-like big nipples. I kissed and sucked his balls, and my tongue went behind and I sucked his asshole. Meanwhile Jiju was caressing my labia, and his two fingers were fucking my choot slowly. After getting lubricated, they travelled deep inside my gaand. I came over him, and my choot was teasing him. Jija was sitting nearby, enjoying the scene without joining. I would spread my choot, show it to Jija and Jiju, and when he would push his gaand to thrust it, I would just let my choot kiss his supara and pull it away. It went on and on, but in one swoop Jiju held my waist and pulled me down, and his mighty, majestic lund went inside my choot. Now I too pressed myself, and soon my clit was getting rubbed by the base of his lund. I was lying with my boobs rubbing against him, and Jiju had captured me in his powerful arms. I was enjoying the slow chudai. Soon I could see that Jija was not there, and I discovered his presence right behind me as he started caressing my ass. He pushed a finger inside my asshole, and a second finger joined soon. I was squirming and wriggling, but it was of no use. His thumb went deep inside, spreading my sphincter muscle. After fucking me with his two fingers and thumb for some time, he withdrew them and his two fingers stretched my gaand. I could feel a thin nozzle, and he emptied a tube of KY jelly. I was trying to get up, but Jiju had gripped me hard. Jija pushed his supara, but it could not make its way. He again stretched my gaand, got his supara trapped, and holding my slender waist with full, powerful thrust shoved his lund. Jiju was acting in unison — he gripped my lips between his and bit them. I almost fainted. But Jija mercilessly pushed further and paused only when half of his lund was deep inside. My body was twitching and wriggling with pain. I was abusing Jija, “Teri behan Mona ke Divya ke bhonsade mein gaand mein gadhe ka lund na dalvaiya to kahna, saali chinar ke bhandue.” Jiju started caressing my back, and only after almost 5-6 minutes did I get used to the ache in my gaand. Now Jiju started fucking me slowly, caressing my boobs, and Jija was pinching and pulling my clit. When both of them realised that I had started enjoying again, Jija shoved, and this time he kept on pushing till his lund was deep inside my gaand. Jiju was caressing my hair, stroking and patting me. The pain continued, but I was now enjoying it. With a very slow motion Jiju raised me up and brought me down on his lund, and my choot was enjoying this slow chudai. After some time Jija ne bhi gaand marana shuru kar diya. Jiju would pull his lund inside and Jija would bring it outside, and when Jija would shove his lund in my gaand right up to the base, Jiju would pull it out of my choot. It continued and continued. Sometimes both of them would do maslai-ragdai of my choonchi, and sometimes my clit would get a double assault. I came twice, but the double assault continued. Jija came first in my gaand, and after his cream filled my gaand, it was Jiju who came in my choot. Jija brought out his lund and lovingly patted it on my cheeks.
I went to the bathroom and came back. Jija lovingly pulled me into his lap and said, “Kyon Rinu, ab to gussa nahin ho?”
I said in mock anger, “If anybody puts something as thick in a man’s ass, then he will realise. You feel that women can take any amount.”
Jija laughed and said, “I don’t know about other men, but one man we had promised will take this thickness,” patting his monstrous lund he jested.
“Who?” I could not guess.
“One who is coming tomorrow — your hubby.” And all of us laughed.
I said, “Yes, I will not mind, and for that I will kiss this lovely lund.” I kissed Jija’s lund and said, “For that it has permission to do anything.”
I was slowly kissing his supara, licking it right up to the balls and coming back again to tease his pee hole. He made me sit on his lap, and spreading my choot and tolerating all the pain, biting my lips, I took his lund. He was making me swing, and I was enjoying it. He then made me go on all fours. My head was in the pillows, and he spread my legs and slowly glided his lund into my choot, which was fully stretched. His one hand was caressing my choonchi and the other was teasing my clit, but soon the slow chudai became a merciless pounding of my choot, caressing of choonchi became crushing with full force, and teasing led to pinching and pulling of my clit. But I was enjoying it so much. I was begging for more of it: “Haan Jija, please aur jor se chodo… kas kar chodo… ohhh.”
He was treating me like a rag doll. He must have changed 5-6 positions, but chudai continued. I was holding a chair and he was standing, and in every shove he would push his lund right up to the base and again pull out almost fully. I must have cum umpteen times. Fucking in this manner, he came. This time he brought his lund out and sprayed my hair and back with his cum. I could not get up for some time. Jiju came and lifted me.
He opened a fresh bottle of whisky, and we took swings from the bottle directly. We finished the bottle fast. After some time I got my energy back. Now it was the turn of Jiju, who was kissing and caressing me. I looked at Jija, who was looking glum, feeling that he might have hurt me. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. I jumped back to his lap, and his face bloomed. I went over and kissed his lund, and he started sucking my choot. Soon we were doing 69. I was controlling the movement and enjoying the flick of his tongue, but now Jiju invaded my gaand, and again I was made a sandwich. Soon I was brought over Jija’s lund, who started fucking me in the choot, and Jiju’s lund was in my gaand. During the entire night I was fucked four times each by both. Thrice I was buggered, and all my holes took their share. Jija even fucked my choonchis too.
When I got up after a short sleep, it was quite late. My body was covered with bruises and cum. I washed, got ready fast. However, when I arrived in the house, the situation was almost the same. Rashmi Bhabhi was preparing tea with Basanti, and their play of the night was almost continuing. Basanti pinched my chootar, and it hurt after such gaand marai. I squeezed her choonchi in retaliation. Adi came, and I winked at her and she blushed. I kissed her on the lips, and Rashmi Bhabhi too grabbed her choonchi. Day soon became afternoon. Some guests had gone, and some were going.
I went back to my room as it was time for my hubby to arrive. I took a bath and was getting ready. I was sitting in front of the dressing table when both Jija and Jiju arrived.
Smilingly, Jiju bolted the room. “I think there is still time for a quickie.”
I protested, “No, I know both of you — your quickies are twice as long as the normal time taken by anybody, and I have to finish my makeup. My gaals are full of last night’s bites and scratches.”
Both laughed and said, “But what will we do about it?” and opened their zips. Their raging lunds made my mouth water too. I pulled Jiju’s lund and kissed it. I admitted, “Yes, I agree, and it is the duty of a saali to take care of such handsome problems. Let me see what I can do.” And I gulped Jiju’s lund. My freshly henna-coloured hands were rubbing Jija’s lund. Soon Jiju pulled out his lund, and it was Jija’s turn to shove his lund, but I wavered. He lifted my saya, suggesting he could take my choot while Ravi Jiju made me suck his lund. I refused, saying, “No, my both holes are very sore. I can take your lund, but not full, as it is too thick.”
Jija came closer and silently pinched my nose, which almost stopped my breath. As I opened my mouth, he shoved his lund inside. Jiju was holding my head firmly, therefore I could not even pull it back. I was making gurgling sounds, tried to move my hands away, but it was firmly being pushed from both sides. My face became red, and I stretched my cheeks, pulled my lower jaw further down, and took almost half of his lund. Only then did he leave. My hands were caressing, stroking his lund, and squeezing his balls to expedite his cumming. He was rubbing and scratching my choonchi. Soon again it was Jiju’s turn, and this time he pinched my nose, but now with practice I was soon deep-throating him, and I had started enjoying it so much that I forgot about the ticking of the clock. My cheeks were bloated, my throat was aching, and my jaw was in pain, but I continued sucking vigorously. When I realised time was short, I made a frantic effort, and my hands too were pumping hard. Jiju came in my mouth, but he brought it out and sprayed it on my face, which covered the makeup I had done. Soon it was Jija’s turn, and he too did a facial for me. He also asked me to stick my tongue out, and on it both of them poured their leftover cum. Jija took some on his hand too and rubbed it over my choot. There was knocking from outside. It was Mummy’s voice, who was reprimanding me for taking so much time in makeup. Neither was there time nor was I permitted, and I just spread it along with the makeup on my face and came down. Jija said, “Now you must offer a kiss on your cheeks to your hubby in front of everybody, and he will discover a new taste.” Jiju said, “And a kiss on his lips also with your tongue. With cream on that, its taste will be different.”
When I came down, Gita accosted me. She teased, “Sajan ji ke liye aaj khas makeup hua hai. It is shining so much, Bhabhi.”
I pinched her chootar and said, “It is a special cream designed by my Jiju and your brother Ravi.”
Looking at Gita’s face, I said to Jiju teasingly, “Why not rub that cream on your sister’s face too” and it was time for Ravi Jiju to blush.
When I came down to where the ladies were sleeping, Basanti was massaging Rashmi Bhabhi with one hand inside her, and Gunja — Basanti’s nanad — was doing service to Madhu Bhabhi. Mummy and Manjhali Mausi were teasing and playing pranks with Bade Mausa ji and Cheenu’s phupha. I came back and lay down in my room, feeling a bit lonely. I knew that Ravi and KD Jiju might come, but with Rupa and Sona in a hot mood, they would not miss the chance of chudai.
I freshened up and wore a baby doll. It had just one string to unfasten. I drank a hot cup of coffee laced with brandy and lay down. I took the bottle of Vaseline and covered my choot well. On second thought, I spread my gaand too and pushed two fingers with lube into that area. I was rubbing both ends and thinking about the huge, thick weapon of KD when sleep enveloped me fast.
But soon enough I could feel somebody holding me. Before I could turn, my skirt was up and KD Jiju was inside me. I welcomed him by raising my long, slender leg and parting it. KD had already undressed and his lund was coated in Vaseline. It was very thick, and he shoved with full force. I could not suppress my scream. However, Ravi Jiju, who had unfastened my top and was squeezing my choonchi, had pushed his semi-erect lund between my lips, eliminating any chance of my scream coming out. KD Jiju was holding my slender waist, and now, seeing that any chance of a scream had been cut, he pushed with full force. In spite of the lubrication and my legs fully spread, his lund was so thick that my choot was getting bruised. For the first time I had doubts about Mummy’s contention that no lund is thick enough for choot rani.
Ravi Jiju was rubbing and squeezing my choonchi, and KD was rubbing my clit. Soon chudai started in full frenzy. It must have been some time before my choot fully devoured him and the pain subsided. Jiju brought out his lund for a minute, and I quizzed, “Hey, how did both of you come back so early? What happened to Rupa and Sona?”
Ravi Jiju told me that when they had driven almost half the distance and were fingering the teens hard, making them ripe for chudai, the girls saw a car coming and raised their hands. It was Sona’s daddy, who was going somewhere. He picked them up and thanked us.
This gave them a chance to change position. Now KD Jiju was in missionary pose and Ravi Jiju had shoved his lund in my mouth, which I was sucking greedily. (Henceforth I will refer to Ravi as Jiju and KD as Jija.) Jija had put my legs on his shoulders and pushed two pillows under my gaand. My choot was now fully open, and although it was still feeling torn and stretched beyond endurance, it was enjoying the rubbing it was getting from his lund. He was sucking and biting my choonchi, and with powerful thrusts his lund was doing jabardast chudai. I was sucking Jiju’s lund with gusto. He was holding my head and fucking my mouth. My hands were caressing and fondling his big balls, and my tongue was rubbing his shaft. My fingers went on to caress his gaand hole, and one finger penetrated inside. It would be wrong to say that the pain had subsided, but now pleasure had overtaken. I was pushing my chootar in response to Jija’s (KD’s) powerful thrusts. He was built like a bodybuilder, and his muscles were packed with power. My choot, though extended beyond limit, was trying to squeeze his lund. Jiju had almost shoved his lund deep inside, and I could taste his pre-cum. My cheeks were fully bloated. I could feel the throbbing of Jiju’s lund, and knowing that he was on the verge of explosion, I pushed my finger into his gaand with a full thrust, pressing his sensitive point. It was too much for him. He flooded my mouth, and although I drank most of it, some fell on my cheeks and breasts. Jija pinched my clit, and I too exploded. He was doing chudai in frenzy and came soon. He not only filled my choot with his cum but pulled out his lund and sprayed my tummy and boobs with cum as well.
I was surprised with Jija (KD). His lund was still almost erect. Both Jiju put me on their lap and were kissing and biting me. One choonchi would be squeezed by Jija and the other crushed by Jiju. Jija would use both his hands to fondle my boobs softly, and Jiju would push his fingers into my choot. It would be wrong to say that we got aroused — Jija and Jiju were having erections almost continuously.
However, Jija left us and went to pee. Jiju told me something, and I giggled. When he came back from the bathroom, Jiju was lying down and I was over him, kissing him, biting his cheeks, and titillating his tits. Soon I came down and took his huge lund between my hard boobs and started fondling, caressing, and squeezing it with my breasts. His supara was open, and I teased his pee hole with my steel-hard, eraser-like big nipples. I kissed and sucked his balls, and my tongue went behind and I sucked his asshole. Meanwhile Jiju was caressing my labia, and his two fingers were fucking my choot slowly. After getting lubricated, they travelled deep inside my gaand. I came over him, and my choot was teasing him. Jija was sitting nearby, enjoying the scene without joining. I would spread my choot, show it to Jija and Jiju, and when he would push his gaand to thrust it, I would just let my choot kiss his supara and pull it away. It went on and on, but in one swoop Jiju held my waist and pulled me down, and his mighty, majestic lund went inside my choot. Now I too pressed myself, and soon my clit was getting rubbed by the base of his lund. I was lying with my boobs rubbing against him, and Jiju had captured me in his powerful arms. I was enjoying the slow chudai. Soon I could see that Jija was not there, and I discovered his presence right behind me as he started caressing my ass. He pushed a finger inside my asshole, and a second finger joined soon. I was squirming and wriggling, but it was of no use. His thumb went deep inside, spreading my sphincter muscle. After fucking me with his two fingers and thumb for some time, he withdrew them and his two fingers stretched my gaand. I could feel a thin nozzle, and he emptied a tube of KY jelly. I was trying to get up, but Jiju had gripped me hard. Jija pushed his supara, but it could not make its way. He again stretched my gaand, got his supara trapped, and holding my slender waist with full, powerful thrust shoved his lund. Jiju was acting in unison — he gripped my lips between his and bit them. I almost fainted. But Jija mercilessly pushed further and paused only when half of his lund was deep inside. My body was twitching and wriggling with pain. I was abusing Jija, “Teri behan Mona ke Divya ke bhonsade mein gaand mein gadhe ka lund na dalvaiya to kahna, saali chinar ke bhandue.” Jiju started caressing my back, and only after almost 5-6 minutes did I get used to the ache in my gaand. Now Jiju started fucking me slowly, caressing my boobs, and Jija was pinching and pulling my clit. When both of them realised that I had started enjoying again, Jija shoved, and this time he kept on pushing till his lund was deep inside my gaand. Jiju was caressing my hair, stroking and patting me. The pain continued, but I was now enjoying it. With a very slow motion Jiju raised me up and brought me down on his lund, and my choot was enjoying this slow chudai. After some time Jija ne bhi gaand marana shuru kar diya. Jiju would pull his lund inside and Jija would bring it outside, and when Jija would shove his lund in my gaand right up to the base, Jiju would pull it out of my choot. It continued and continued. Sometimes both of them would do maslai-ragdai of my choonchi, and sometimes my clit would get a double assault. I came twice, but the double assault continued. Jija came first in my gaand, and after his cream filled my gaand, it was Jiju who came in my choot. Jija brought out his lund and lovingly patted it on my cheeks.
I went to the bathroom and came back. Jija lovingly pulled me into his lap and said, “Kyon Rinu, ab to gussa nahin ho?”
I said in mock anger, “If anybody puts something as thick in a man’s ass, then he will realise. You feel that women can take any amount.”
Jija laughed and said, “I don’t know about other men, but one man we had promised will take this thickness,” patting his monstrous lund he jested.
“Who?” I could not guess.
“One who is coming tomorrow — your hubby.” And all of us laughed.
I said, “Yes, I will not mind, and for that I will kiss this lovely lund.” I kissed Jija’s lund and said, “For that it has permission to do anything.”
I was slowly kissing his supara, licking it right up to the balls and coming back again to tease his pee hole. He made me sit on his lap, and spreading my choot and tolerating all the pain, biting my lips, I took his lund. He was making me swing, and I was enjoying it. He then made me go on all fours. My head was in the pillows, and he spread my legs and slowly glided his lund into my choot, which was fully stretched. His one hand was caressing my choonchi and the other was teasing my clit, but soon the slow chudai became a merciless pounding of my choot, caressing of choonchi became crushing with full force, and teasing led to pinching and pulling of my clit. But I was enjoying it so much. I was begging for more of it: “Haan Jija, please aur jor se chodo… kas kar chodo… ohhh.”
He was treating me like a rag doll. He must have changed 5-6 positions, but chudai continued. I was holding a chair and he was standing, and in every shove he would push his lund right up to the base and again pull out almost fully. I must have cum umpteen times. Fucking in this manner, he came. This time he brought his lund out and sprayed my hair and back with his cum. I could not get up for some time. Jiju came and lifted me.
He opened a fresh bottle of whisky, and we took swings from the bottle directly. We finished the bottle fast. After some time I got my energy back. Now it was the turn of Jiju, who was kissing and caressing me. I looked at Jija, who was looking glum, feeling that he might have hurt me. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. I jumped back to his lap, and his face bloomed. I went over and kissed his lund, and he started sucking my choot. Soon we were doing 69. I was controlling the movement and enjoying the flick of his tongue, but now Jiju invaded my gaand, and again I was made a sandwich. Soon I was brought over Jija’s lund, who started fucking me in the choot, and Jiju’s lund was in my gaand. During the entire night I was fucked four times each by both. Thrice I was buggered, and all my holes took their share. Jija even fucked my choonchis too.
When I got up after a short sleep, it was quite late. My body was covered with bruises and cum. I washed, got ready fast. However, when I arrived in the house, the situation was almost the same. Rashmi Bhabhi was preparing tea with Basanti, and their play of the night was almost continuing. Basanti pinched my chootar, and it hurt after such gaand marai. I squeezed her choonchi in retaliation. Adi came, and I winked at her and she blushed. I kissed her on the lips, and Rashmi Bhabhi too grabbed her choonchi. Day soon became afternoon. Some guests had gone, and some were going.
I went back to my room as it was time for my hubby to arrive. I took a bath and was getting ready. I was sitting in front of the dressing table when both Jija and Jiju arrived.
Smilingly, Jiju bolted the room. “I think there is still time for a quickie.”
I protested, “No, I know both of you — your quickies are twice as long as the normal time taken by anybody, and I have to finish my makeup. My gaals are full of last night’s bites and scratches.”
Both laughed and said, “But what will we do about it?” and opened their zips. Their raging lunds made my mouth water too. I pulled Jiju’s lund and kissed it. I admitted, “Yes, I agree, and it is the duty of a saali to take care of such handsome problems. Let me see what I can do.” And I gulped Jiju’s lund. My freshly henna-coloured hands were rubbing Jija’s lund. Soon Jiju pulled out his lund, and it was Jija’s turn to shove his lund, but I wavered. He lifted my saya, suggesting he could take my choot while Ravi Jiju made me suck his lund. I refused, saying, “No, my both holes are very sore. I can take your lund, but not full, as it is too thick.”
Jija came closer and silently pinched my nose, which almost stopped my breath. As I opened my mouth, he shoved his lund inside. Jiju was holding my head firmly, therefore I could not even pull it back. I was making gurgling sounds, tried to move my hands away, but it was firmly being pushed from both sides. My face became red, and I stretched my cheeks, pulled my lower jaw further down, and took almost half of his lund. Only then did he leave. My hands were caressing, stroking his lund, and squeezing his balls to expedite his cumming. He was rubbing and scratching my choonchi. Soon again it was Jiju’s turn, and this time he pinched my nose, but now with practice I was soon deep-throating him, and I had started enjoying it so much that I forgot about the ticking of the clock. My cheeks were bloated, my throat was aching, and my jaw was in pain, but I continued sucking vigorously. When I realised time was short, I made a frantic effort, and my hands too were pumping hard. Jiju came in my mouth, but he brought it out and sprayed it on my face, which covered the makeup I had done. Soon it was Jija’s turn, and he too did a facial for me. He also asked me to stick my tongue out, and on it both of them poured their leftover cum. Jija took some on his hand too and rubbed it over my choot. There was knocking from outside. It was Mummy’s voice, who was reprimanding me for taking so much time in makeup. Neither was there time nor was I permitted, and I just spread it along with the makeup on my face and came down. Jija said, “Now you must offer a kiss on your cheeks to your hubby in front of everybody, and he will discover a new taste.” Jiju said, “And a kiss on his lips also with your tongue. With cream on that, its taste will be different.”
When I came down, Gita accosted me. She teased, “Sajan ji ke liye aaj khas makeup hua hai. It is shining so much, Bhabhi.”
I pinched her chootar and said, “It is a special cream designed by my Jiju and your brother Ravi.”
Looking at Gita’s face, I said to Jiju teasingly, “Why not rub that cream on your sister’s face too” and it was time for Ravi Jiju to blush.
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