Bechare Pati Aur Unka Dost – Part 2

Sagar ab bahot himmat karke mere gale me apna ek hath dal diya. Uska wo hath mere boobs ko masalne ke mood me tha, baar baar wo mere boobs ko chu rha tha. Maine isse pagal hone lag gyi thi, kyoki aaj itne saalo baad koi mere boobs ko pakadne ki koshish kar rha tha. Mere pure jism me toh masti ki leher dodhne lag gyi. Main khushi ke mare jhumne lag gyi. Masti ke mare mere boobs ke dono niples khade ho gye. Par Sagar ne sirf ek baar mere boobs ko masala aur fir apna hath whan se hatta liya. Isse main niche se lekar uper tak tadap kar reh gyi. Karib ek ghante baad Delhi aane wala tha, aur ab tak pura andhera ho chuka tha. Sagar ne andhera ka pura fyada uthane ki sochi, usne apna ek hath mere choot ke pass rkh diya. Us mard ka skat hath jab meri chikni aur komal choot par aaya toh main niche se uper tak puri …