Maa Chodne Me Dost Ki Madad Kari

Meri samne wali desk par jo ladki bethi hui kaam kar rhi hai. Uski height 5’10 inch hai, wo salwar suit dalti hai. Uska chehra aisa tha, ki dekhne wale ko aisa lagta tha, ki wo humesha gusse me rehti hai. Par kabhi kabhi hass bhi deti hai, toh wo bilkul bhi achi nhi lagti thi. Kuch hi der me wo chal padi apni pani ki bottle ko bharene ke liye. Main bhi jhat se apni beti ki doodh ki bottle utha kar usme se doodh fenk diya, aur chala gya uske piche piche pani bharne ke liye. Kya gand hai yaar jeans toh ek dam chipak hi gyi thi. Man kar rha tha ki yahin se piche se use pakad loon. Par nhi maine use pakada nhi maine. Agar pakda toh maine apna lund aur mujhe ye sab karte hue Rupa ne dekh liya tha. Par mere ko koi parwah nhi thi, roopa ki wo toh apne ghar ki hi hai. Seat par baithe baithe pani rhi hai, usne apne gaal fula liye the aur by God kya cute lag rhi thi. Mere lund ko muh me lekar bhi itna khush hogi. Aur meri beti yahan bhukh se chilane lag gyi thi, aur wo mere lund par apne chhote hath marne lag gyi thi. Main – Aahh yahan mat mar nhi toh meri maa bahot gussa hogi. Pehle hi sahi se kam nhi …