Update-9
Sham ho chuki thi. Kareeb 7:00 baj rahe the. Suraj dhal chuka tha.
Mummy apne kamre mein bistar par leti hui thi. Unhone saari pehan rakhi thi, lekin ab wo bahut bechain thi. Baar-baar karwat badal rahi thi. Taangein aapas mein ragad rahi thi, kabhi dahini taang bayi par rakhkar marod rahi thi, kabhi ulta. Unki saansein bhari ho rahi thi. Chehra laal tha aur mathe par pasine ki boondein chamak rahi thi.
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Mummy ke man mein vichar:
“Ahhh… phir shuru ho gayi… meri chut ki aag… din bhar kaam kiya, khira daala, veerya chaata… phir bhi bujh nahi rahi… Ali ka wo mota kala lund… subah bahar jhaank raha tha… kitna gadha veerya tha farsh par… maine chaat liya… swaad abhi bhi muh mein hai… lekin asli lund chahiye… wo meri chut mein ghuskar faad de… mujhe chode… zor-zor se… main randi ban jaaun… Ali aur Lallan dono ki… dono mujhe ek saath thoken… ek aage, ek peeche… meri chut aur gaand dono bhar den… haan… main chahti hoon ki wo mujhe randi bana den… din-raat choden… mere muh mein apna mota lund thoons den… main chusoon… gala faadkar chusoon… unka gadha veerya piun… meri chut mein bhar den… pet phula den… main unki gulam randi ban jaaun…”
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Mummy ne bechaini se saari ka pallu kheencha aur poori saari kholkar bistar par phenk di. Ab wo sirf saaya aur blouse mein thi. Saaya halka aur patla tha. Unhone saaya kamar tak chadha liya. Ab unki gori, moti jaanghein aur panty saaf dikh rahi thi. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi — chut ke ras se tar aur chipchipi.
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Unhone haath neeche sarakaya aur panty ke upar se apni chut ko chhua. Ungliyaan chipchipe, gadhe, paardaarshi ras se bhar gayi.
“Ahhh… kitna paani nikla raha hai… sirf sochte hi…”
Wo ungliyon ko muh mein daalkar chusne lagi. Jeebh se chaatti hui, swaad leti hui.
“Ummmm… mera hi paani… lekin swaad achha lag raha hai… ganda… bahut ganda… lekin mujhe pasand aa raha hai…”
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Phir unhone panty ko utaar diya. Panty ab poori tarah bheegi hui thi. Unhone use naak ke paas le jaakar zor se soongha.
“Ahhhh… meri chut ki khushbu… kitni tez hai… kitni bhookhi hoon main…”
Panty ko unhone bagal ki table par rakh diya. Ab wo sirf blouse aur saaya (kamar tak chadha hua) mein thi. Taangein faila di aur apni chut par haath rakh diya.
Wo apni chut ki faank ko ungliyon se kholkar sahlane lagi. Beech-beech mein ungliyaan muh mein daalkar chus leti.
“Ahhhh… haan… meri chut… tu bahut buri hai… bahut pyaasi hai… Ali ka lund chahiye tujhe… mota… kala… lamba… jo faad de tujhe… haan… faad do meri chut… randi bana do mujhe… main dono naukron ki randi hoon… Ali… Lallan… dono mujhe chodo… ek saath… meri chut aur gaand dono mein… ahhhh…”
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Unki saansein ab haanfne lagi thi. “Haahhh… uffffff… ahhh…” ki awaazein kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Wo baar-baar budbudaa rahi thi.
“Meri chut… tu bahut gandi ho gayi hai… naukron ke lund ke liye taras rahi hai… pati hai… beta hai… phir bhi tu randi banna chahti hai… haan… ban jaaungi… unki randi… roz chudungi… din mein bhi… raat mein bhi… muh kholkar lund chusoongi… veerya piungi… meri chut mein bharwa loongi…”
Wo ab do ungliyaan chut mein daalkar andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Saaya kamar tak chadha hua tha. Blouse ke upar se unki mommiyaan upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Chehra laal, aankhein band, honth kaanp rahe the.
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“Ahhhh… aur tez… meri chut faad do… Ali… Lallan… dono aa jaao… mujhe chodo… main tadap rahi hoon… bahut tadap rahi hoon…”
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Mummy ki ungliyaan ab teen ho gayi thi. Wo tez-tez chut mein ghusa rahi thi. Kamre mein “chup… chup… chup…” ki ghinauni awaazein bhar gayi thi. Unki saansein haanf rahi thi aur wo lagatar budbudaa rahi thi.
“Haan… faad do… mujhe randi bana do… main tum dono ki gulam hoon… chodo mujhe… zor se… din-raat… main sab sah loongi…”
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Wo poori tarah havas mein doobi hui thi. Bisttar par leti hui, saaya kamar tak upar, taangein faili hui, ungliyaan chut mein ghusti hui — aur man mein sirf Ali aur Lallan ke mote lund ki kalpana.
Mummy bistar par leti hui apni chut se khel rahi thi. Saaya kamar tak chadha hua tha, panty utaari hui thi, ungliyaan chut mein ghusi hui thi aur wo dheere-dheere marod rahi thi. Unki saansein haanf rahi thi.
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Tabhi kamre ka darwaza bina khatkhataaye dhadam se khul gaya.
Ali andar ghus aaya. Uske peeche Lallan bhi tha, lekin Lallan sofa ke pass khada tha wahi par hi ruk gaya.
Ali ne jaise hi andar kadam rakha, uski nazar Mummy par padi. Mummy nangi taangein failaaye, chut par ungliyaan rakhe, saaya kamar tak upar chadhaaye hue thi. Unki bhari mommiyaan blouse se bahar jhaank rahi thi.
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Mummy chaunk gayi. Unki aankhein phat gayi. Chehra ek pal mein laal ho gaya. Sharm se unka poora sharir sihar utha.
“A… Ali…!”
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Wo ghabra gayi. Haath turant chut se hata liya. Jitni tezi se ho saka, unhone bistar ki chadar kheenchi aur apne nichle hisse par odh li. Lekin chadar theek se nahi dhaki — upar ki mommiyaan abhi bhi aadhe bahar thi.
Mummy gusse aur sharm ke maare kaanpti hui boli,
“Tumhe tameez nahi hai kya? Bina khatkhataaye koi is tarah kamre mein ghus aata hai? Kya kar rahe ho tum? Bahar niklo! Abhi!”
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Mummy ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Chehra itna laal ho gaya tha ki lag raha tha jaise koi tamatar ho. Aankhein neeche jhuki hui thi. Wo chadar ko kaskar pakde hue thi aur sharm se gad rahi thi.
Ali ek pal ke liye stabdh reh gaya, phir turant sir jhuka liya aur maafi maangne laga,
“Maaf kar dijiye didi… mujhe bahut afsos hai. Lallan keh raha tha ki use kuchh paise ki zaroorat hai, isliye main jaldi mein aa gaya. Darwaza khula tha… maine socha… sorry didi… bahut badi galti ho gayi.”
Mummy kuchh second chup rahi. Unka dil bahut tez dhadak raha tha. Sharm se unka gala sookh gaya tha. Wo chadar ko aur kaskar seene se chipkaaye hue thi.
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Ali ke man mein vichar:
“Wah saali randi… dekho iski halat… poori nangi… chut par ungliyaan ghusaae hue… aur itni zor se ragad rahi hai… subah se tadap rahi hogi… khira daala hoga… phir bhi mujhse milne ki himmat nahi hui… lekin ab maine dekh liya… ab tu bach nahi sakti…
Saali ki chut kitni geeli aur laal ho rahi hai… ungliyaan andar ghus rahi hain… ras bah raha hai… main to chahta hoon ki abhi apna mota lund nikaalkar uski chut mein thoons doon… ek jhatke mein poora ghusaed doon… wo cheekhegi… ‘Ali… faad do… meri chut faad do…’ Lekin main nahi rukoonga… use deewar se satakar khada karke itna chodoonga ki uski chut phat jaaye…
Dekho uski moti-moti chuchiyaan… blouse se bahar jhaank rahi hain… nipple sakht ho gaye hain… main dono ko muh mein lekar chusoonga… kaatoonga… laal kar doonga… doodh nikaaloonga…
Saali sharm se mar rahi hai… chehra laal… chadar odh li… lekin maine sab dekh liya… ab tu meri randi hai… chahe jitna inkaar kar le… teri chut mujhe bata rahi hai ki tu kitni bhookhi hai…”
Mummy ke man mein vichar:
“Usne mujhe dekh liya… poori tarah nangi… chut par ungliyaan daale hue… main kitni sharminda hoon… kitni gandi lag rahi hogi main uski nazar mein… wo ab mujhe randi samjhega… lekin… galti meri bhi hai…
Thodi der chup rehne ke baad Mummy ne thodi ashaant lekin shaant hone ki koshish karte hue, kaanpti awaaz mein kaha,
“K… kya kaam tha?”
Ali ne sir jhukaaye hue hi kaha,
“Wo… wo didi… Lallan ko kuchh paise chahiye the. Wo keh raha tha ki use bahut zaroorat hai.”
Mummy ne turant toka,
“Nahi… ‘didi’ hi bolo… memsahab mat bolo.”
Ali ne sir hilaya,
“Ji didi… Lallan ko kuchh paise de dijiye. Use sach mein zaroorat hai.”
Mummy ne chadar ko aur kaskar pakadte hue kaha,
“Theek hai… chalo bahar. Main aati hoon.”
Ali man mein —
“Main ise dheere-dheere todunga… pehle pyaar se phansaunga… phir Lallan ko bhi andar laaunga… dono milkar ise sandwich bana denge… main aage se chut mein, Lallan peeche se gaand mein… saali beech mein phansi hui cheekhegi… roegi… lekin hum nahi rukenge…
Main ise garbhvati karunga… iska pet phula doonga… doodh pilaunga… phir Lallan bhi chodega… hum dono ka bachcha paalegi… lekin pehle ise poori tarah jaleel karunga… ghar mein nangi ghumaunga… kaam karte waqt chodoonga… rasoi mein, bathroom mein, bagiche mein… wherever I want…
Ab tu bach nahi paayegi didi… maine teri asli halat dekh li hai… ab tu meri personal randi hai… bas thoda aur samay… phir tu khud mere lund par baithkar chudwaayegi… aur kahegi ‘Ali… aur zor se chodo… main tumhari randi hoon…’”
Ali bahar nikalte waqt bhi muskuraya raha tha. Uske man mein ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi:
“Ab khel shuru ho gaya hai… saali ab meri hai… bas intezaar hai ki wo khud mere paas aaye… aur jab aayegi… tab main aur Lallan milkar ise itna choden ge ki wo kabhi bhool nahi paayegi…”
Jaise hi Ali bahar nikla, Mummy ne chadar aur kaskar apne sharir par lapet li. Wo bistar par baith gayi aur dono haathon se apna chehra chhupa liya.
Mummy man mein (pachtaawa, guilt aur sharm):
“Kya ho gaya… Ali ne mujhe dekh liya… poori tarah… chut par ungliyaan daale hue… main kitni sharminda hoon… kitni neech lag rahi hogi uski nazar mein… main uski maalkin hoon… phir bhi nangi hokar apni chut ragad rahi thi… wo ab mujhe randi samjhega… bahut galti ho gayi… mujhe darwaza band karna chahiye tha… apni havas par kaabu nahi rakh paayi… ab wo kya sochega? Kya kahega? Mujhe bahut pachtaawa ho raha hai… sharm se mar rahi hoon… lekin… jab usne mujhe dekha to uski aankhon mein jo bhookh thi… wo dekhkar meri chut mein phir se garmi daud gayi… nahi… nahi… ye galat hai… main patni hoon… maa hoon… phir bhi… main khud ko rok nahi paa rahi… bahut sharm aa rahi hai… lekin… sharir nahi maan raha…”
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Mummy kaafi der tak bistar par baithi rahi. Unka chehra abhi bhi laal tha. Wo baar-baar chadar ko theek kar rahi thi, jaise khud ko chhupana chahti hon. Pachtaawa, guilt aur sharm ke saath-saath havas ka ek chhota sa ansh bhi unke man mein bana hua tha.
Wo dheere se uthi, saari pehni aur bahar jaane ke liye taiyar hui — lekin unke kadam abhi bhi kaanp rahe the.
Mummy ne bistar se uthkar almari kholi aur paise nikaale. Unhone kuchh note gine, phir ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Unke haath kaanp rahe the.
Mummy ke man mein vichar:
“Ye paise Lallan ko dene hain… lekin… Ali ne mujhe dekh liya… poori tarah nangi… chut par ungliyaan daale hue… agar usne kisi ko bata diya… Lallan ko… ya bahar kisi ko… to mera kya hoga? Rohan ko pata chal gaya to…? Samaaj mein muh dikhane layak nahi rahungi… main mar jaaungi sharm se… lekin… Ali achha ladka hai… shayad wo kisi ko nahi batayega… mujhe usse baat karni hogi… pakka kar lena hoga ki wo chup rahe… bhagwan… maine aaj kya kar diya… apni havas mein sab barbaad kar diya…”
Mummy ne gehri saans li aur bahar aayi.
“Rohan… beta, Ali ko bula laao zara.”
Main bahar gaya aur Ali ko bula laya. Ali kamre mein aaya. Main bhi khidki ke paas khada ho gaya aur andar jhaankne laga.
Mummy ab saari theek karke baithi hui thi. Unka chehra abhi bhi laal tha. Unhone Ali ko dekha aur kaanpti awaaz mein boli,
“Ali ye lo paise Lallan ko de dena Aur… aur… jo… jo…”
Mummy kahne mein jhijhak rahi thi. Unki aankhein neeche gadi hui thi.
Ek baari mein bol diya —
“Ali… jo tumne dekha… wo… wo kisi ko bataoge to nahi na? Please… mujhe tumhari kasam… tum mujhe didi maante ho na?”
Ali ne sir jhukaakar bahut shaant swar mein kaha,
“Nahi didi… main kisi ko nahi bataunga. Main kyun bataunga? Aapki izzat mere liye bahut badi hai.”
Mummy ne kuchh second chup rehkar aankhein neeche kar li. Phir unki awaaz aur kaanpne lagi. Wo ruk-rukkar bol rahi thi,
“Ali… suno… main tumse kuchh kahna chahti hoon… main jaanti hoon ki tumne mujhe bahut buri halat mein dekh liya… main sharm se mar rahi hoon… lekin… main tumhe batana chahti hoon ki… main aisi aurat nahi hoon…
Mera pati saalon se door rehta hai… wo apni naukri mein itna vyast hai ki mujhe samay hi nahi deta… main din bhar akeli rehti hoon… ghar sambhalti hoon… Rohan ki padhai dekhti hoon… lekin raat ko… jab akelapan bahut satata hai… tab… tab aurat ki kuchh zarooratein hoti hain… jo sirf ek mard hi poora kar sakta hai…
Main ek regular housewife hoon Ali… maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki main aisi sthiti mein pahunch jaaungi… lekin… saalon se koi mujhe chhuta tak nahi… koi mujhe pyaar nahi karta… koi meri bhaavnaon ko nahi samajhta… main insaan hoon… main bhi chahti hoon ki koi mujhe apni baahon mein le… mujhe pyaar kare… mujhe… mujhe santusht kare…
Main jaanti hoon ki ye galat hai… main shaadishuda hoon… ek maa hoon… lekin… meri umar abhi aisi hai ki sharir maangta hai… aur jab koi nahi deta… to insaan khud hi kuchh karne lagta hai… maine aaj jo kiya… wo meri majboori thi… meri tadap thi… main bahut dinon se tadap rahi thi…
Ali… please… mujhe maaf kar do… aur kisi ko mat batana… main tumse waada karti hoon ki aage se aisa nahi hoga… lekin… main bahut sharminda hoon… ro rahi hoon… dekho meri halat…”
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Mummy bolte-bolte phaphak-phaphak kar rone lagi. Aankhon se aansu bah rahe the. Unhone chehra dono haathon se chhupa liya. Unki kaanpti hui awaaz mein dard, sharm aur majboori saaf jhalak rahi thi.
“Main ek saadharan gharelu aurat hoon… maine kabhi kisi aur mard ki taraf dekha tak nahi… lekin… akelapan insaan ko tod deta hai… main din bhar mazboot bankar rehti hoon… lekin raat ko… jab akelepan ki deewarein mujhe gher leti hain… tab main toot jaati hoon… main chahti hoon ki koi mujhe samjhe… koi mujhe chhue… koi mujhe aurat ki tarah mehsoos karaaye… lekin mere pati ko sirf apni naukri ki chinta hai… mujhe nahi…”
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Wo rote hue aage boli,
“Ali… tum achhe ladke ho… tumne mujhe didi kaha… mujhe tum par bharosa hai… please… aaj jo tumne dekha… use apne tak hi rakhna… main tumse haath jodti hoon… agar tumne kisi ko bataya to main mar jaaungi… meri izzat… mera parivaar… sab barbaad ho jaayega…”
Mummy ab sisk-sisk kar ro rahi thi. Unka sharir hil raha tha.
Ali chupchaap khada sun raha tha. Uske chehre par samajhdaari ka bhaav tha, lekin aankhon mein chhupi hui shaitaani chamak main khidki se saaf dekh raha tha.
Ali ke man mein chhota sa vichar:
“Saali ab pighal rahi hai… ro rahi hai… lekin andar se abhi bhi tadap rahi hai… achha… ab ise aur naram karunga… jaldi hi ye khud mere lund par baithegi…”
Mummy ne aansu ponchhte hue kaanpti awaaz mein poochha,
“Ali… tum… tum samajh rahe ho na?”
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Ali ne bahut naram swar mein jawab diya,
“Haan didi… main sab samajh raha hoon. Aap chinta mat karo. Main kisi ko kuchh nahi bataunga. Aap meri didi ho… main aapki izzat karta hoon.”
Mummy ne sir hilaya aur phir se ro padi.
Mummy abhi bhi ro rahi thi. Aankhein sooji hui thi, chehra laal, saari ast-vyast. Ali chupchaap khada tha.
Mummy abhi bhi ro rahi thi. Aankhein sooji hui, chehra laal, saari ka pallu kaskar pakde hue. Ali shaant khada tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek gehri samajh aur komalta thi.
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Ali ne dheere se aage badhkar Mummy ke saamne jhuk gaya. Uski awaaz bahut naram, gehri aur vishwaas dilane wali thi:
“Didi… ro mat… please ro mat.
Main jaanta hoon tum kya soch rahi ho. Tum soch rahi ho ki maine tumhe bahut buri halat mein dekh liya… ki ab main tumhe randi samjhunga… ki main kisi ko bata dunga… lekin didi, tum galat soch rahi ho.
Maine jo dekha… wo tumhari majboori thi. Tum akeli ho. Tumhara pati saalon se door hai. Tum din bhar ghar sambhalti ho, lekin raat ko jab akelapan gher leta hai… tab sharir maangta hai. Ye koi galti nahi hai didi. Ye insaani zaroorat hai. Har aurat ki hoti hai. Tumne jo kiya… wo tumhari tadap thi. Main tumhe dosh nahi deta… balki mujhe tum par daya aa rahi hai.”
Mummy ne aansu ponchhte hue kaanpti awaaz mein kaha,
“Lekin… tumne mujhe… nangi… aur… aur…”
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Ali ne dheere se Mummy ka haath apne haath mein le liya (bahut samman ke saath) aur bola,
“Didi… maine dekha zaroor, lekin maine tumhe galat nazar se nahi dekha. Maine dekha ki tum kitni tadap rahi ho. Tum kitni akeli ho. Tumhe pyaar chahiye… chhoone ki zaroorat hai… santusht hone ki zaroorat hai. Ye koi paap nahi hai. Tum ek aurat ho… ek khoobsurat, jawan, bhari-poori aurat. Tumhara sharir maang raha hai… aur tumne khud ko santusht karne ki koshish ki. Ismein sharm ki koi baat nahi.
Agar main tumhara pati hota… to roz raat ko tumhe apni baahon mein leta… tumhe pyaar karta… tumhari har tadap bujhata… lekin wo nahi hai… to tum akeli tadap rahi ho. Main tumhe dosh nahi deta didi… main tumhe samajhta hoon.”
Mummy ki saansein thodi dheemi hui. Wo abhi bhi sharm se sir neeche kiye hue thi, lekin Ali ki naram, samajhdaar aur seductive awaaz unhe prabhavit kar rahi thi.wo ali ko dekhne lagi fir ankhe neechi kar li
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Ali ne aur naram swar mein kaha,
“Didi… tum bahut sundar ho. Tumhari ye mommiyaan… ye kamar… ye jaanghein… sab kuchh bahut aakarshak hai. Koi bhi mard tumhe dekhkar kaabu nahi rakh paayega. Lekin main tumhari izzat karta hoon. Main tumhe kabhi majboor nahi karunga. Agar tum chaho… to main tumhari madad kar sakta hoon… bina kisi ko bataye… sirf tum aur main… lekin sirf tab jab tum khud chaogi.”
Mummy man mein —
Mummy thook gutakte hue ye… ye.. Ali kya bol raha hai mai rok bhi nahi pa rahi hu.
Mummy ne aankhein uthaakar Ali ko dekha. Unki aankhon mein sharm, dar aur ek chhupi hui chaahat thi. Wo kuchh bolne hi wali thi ki Ali ne phir kaha,
“Didi… tum chinta mat karo. Aaj jo hua… wo hamare beech hi rahega. Main kisi ko kuchh nahi bataunga. Tum meri didi ho… aur main tumhara chhota bhai… ya dost… jo bhi tum chaho.”
Mummy thodi der chup rahi. Phir dheere-dheere boli,
“Ali… tum… tum ja sakte ho ab.”
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Ali ne sir hilaya. Wo muda aur darwaze ki taraf badha.
Jaise hi Ali darwaze tak pahuncha, Mummy ke man mein ek aakhiri vichar aaya. Unhone kaanpti awaaz mein kaha,
“Ali… ruko…”
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Ali ruk gaya aur mudkar dekha.
Mummy ne sharm se sir jhukaakar, bahut dheemi aur kaanpti hui awaaz mein kaha,
“Ab… ab tum ja sakte ho.”
Ali ne muskurate hue sir hilaya aur dheere se kamre se bahar nikal gaya.
Mummy ke man mein
“Yaar… maine use rok kyun liya…? Kya main chahti thi ki wo aur kuchh kahe…? Ya… ya wo mere paas aur aaye…? Main kitni kamzor ho gayi hoon… lekin uski baatein… uski nazar… mujhe achhi lag rahi thi… nahi… nahi… ye galat hai… lekin… ab main aur zyada tadap rahi hoon…”
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Mummy phir se bistar par let gayi. Unki saansein abhi bhi tez thi aur chut phir se geeli ho chuki thi.
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