Maa Aur Behnein – 131

tab mera dehaan paas k Vilas pe b nai gya kyu itni mujhe tasalli thi k yahan hum dono maa bete ko koi nai rok sakta pyaar mohabbat aur maa bete k iss atoot rishte me bandhte hoay…ammi b khulay dil se chilaye ja rahi thi aur beech me beech me jab meri aankhon me dekhti to mujhe ajeeb sa josh aa jata aur itne cheekhon k beech b mujhe unkay ye alfaaz larkharati zubaan se sunaye de gaye k jeeta reh putarrr…main pasine me full bheeg chuka tha par majaal thi jo zra b ruka hon,pichle 10 se 11 minutes se aise be dardi se iss pose me ammi ki phuddii ki kutaayi kari ja raha tha k ooper wale ko  b rehm aa jaye par yahan ek sagha beta laga hoa tha jo ache se janta tha k uss ki maa sab jhel sakti…rehm ki baat aaj nai ho sakti thi,ammi k nipples marorne se ammi aur zyada dard se chila rahi thi aur neeche se mere mote lun ki damdaar drilling se unki phuddii ab mazeed tikk paane k qaabil nai rahi aur ammi k dono hath jo unho ne ooper kar rakhe thay unn se ammk ne bedsheet ko mazbooti se pakr apni muthiyo me le jhakr sa liya tha jaise unn se saha na ja raha ho ye aanand,ammi ka jism b akr chuka tha aur achanak se unki phuddi k andar ki jhakrann pe zyada hogayi thi mere mote lunn k gird aur unkay moun se pta nai kya kuch cheekhon k sath nikli ja raha tha k ahhhhhhhhhhhhh putarrrrrrrrrr mainnnnnn gayiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ahhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kinnnnaaaaaaaaaa motaaaaaa aaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh putarrrrrrrr rukiiiiiiiiiiiiiii naaaaaaaaaa maaaaaar apniiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaa diiiii phudiiiiiiiiiiii ahhhhhhhhhh horrrrrrrrr tezzzzzzzzzzz hayeeeeeeeee rabbabaaaaaaaaa, …