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Aarav ki Taraf Se — Sunday

Subah ki halki dhoop mere flat ke bedroom mein sehri hui thi. Main bed par let kar ceiling ki taraf dekh raha tha. Mera lund already sakht tha aur pant mein ek bada sa tent bana raha tha. Noureen ka khubsurat aur sex appeal bhara chehra mere aankhon ke saamne ghum raha tha — uski woh pyari si sharm, uski sharmili aankhen, uski naram gardan, uski bechain saansein, aur woh tadap jo woh chhupane ki koshish kar rahi hai. Yeh sab soch kar hi raat bhar maine apna lund hilaya tha.Shopping mall ke changing room mein jo hua tha, woh baar-baar repeat ho raha tha mere dimag mein.

Noureen ki woh white suit wali chhatiyan black bra mein jhalak rahi thi. Jab maine changing room mein apna mota H.indu lund uski M.uslim gaand par ragda tha, uski halki si siskari “Haaa…” mere kaanon mein ab bhi goonj rahi thi. Main jaanta tha ki wo resist kar rahi hai, lekin mujhe samajh aa raha tha ki andar se wo bahut tadap rahi hai. Main zor se muskuraya. Yeh Amjad ki M.uslim biwi hai, do bachchon ki maa hai, ek seedhi-saadi ghar ki aurat… lekin meri ek touch aur kuch messages se uski M.uslim chut geeli ho jaati hai mere H.indu lund ke liye.

Main utha aur office ke liye taiyar hone laga. Saath-saath Noureen ki yaad bhi mujhe tarpa rahi thi. Maine apne liye coffee banayi, nashta kiya aur office ke liye nikal gaya. Poora rasta Noureen ke khayalon mein gum tha — uski naram kamar, uski gol gaand, uski geeli chut.

Office pahunch kar jab main apne cabin ki taraf ja raha tha, toh rastay mein Amjad se hi ho gayi.

Amjad ne muskurate hue kaha, “Aarav, khairiyat hai? Raat ko sahi se soya nahi lagta. Teri aankhon mein neend dikh rahi hai.

”Main ne muskura kar Amjad ki taraf dekha aur bola, “Nahi yaar, aisi koi baat nahi hai.” Bus thori se thakan hai. Phir main apne cabin ki taraf chala gaya. Dil mein socha, “Amjad, tumhe kya pata? Tumhari sexy M.uslim biwi ne meri neend chura li hai. Kal jab shopping Mall ka changing room mein maine Noureen ki M.uslim gaand par apna H.indu lund ragda tha aur aaj subah se Noureen ki chut ke khayal mein mera lund khada hai.

”Office mein pahunch kar kaam shuru kiya, lekin mera dil bilkul nahi lag raha tha. Maine mobile uthaya aur Noureen ko pehla message bhej diya.

Mara phala message:-

“Good morning meri jaan Noureen…
Kal raat ka voice message suna na? Main jaanta hoon tune suna hai. Teri woh naram kamar mere haathon mein feel ho rahi thi. Agar main wahan hota toh tujhe dheere se wall se laga deta… salwar ka naada khol deta… aur dekhta ki meri baaton se teri chut kitni geeli ho chuki hai. Tu Amjad ki biwi hai, lekin teri body ab mera naam leti hai. Bata na… abhi bhi tadap rahi hai kya? Sirf ek word likh de — ‘haan’ ya ‘nahi’. Main wait kar raha hoon.

”Message bhej kar main muskuraya. Soch raha tha — “Abhi woh message padh rahi hogi. Uski gardan par haath chala gaya hoga. Saansein tez ho gayi hongi. Noureen ki M.uslim chut mein halka geelapan aa gaya hoga aur woh pair ragad rahi hogi taaki koi na dekhe.

”Main apni seat par baitha hua tha aur mobile haath mein tha. Maine dekha ki Noureen ne message seen kar liya hai. Mera haath seat ke neeche apni pant mein khade lund ko dabane laga. Soch raha tha ki abhi Noureen akeli hogi. Bachche college gaye honge, Amjad office. Woh bed ya sofa par baithi hogi. Mera message padh kar uska pura M.uslim jism garm ho raha hoga. Uski M.uslim chut geeli ho gayi hogi aur wo apni ungliyon se us chut par fer rahi hogi, dheere-dheere circles bana rahi hogi.

Itne mein Amjad ki awaaz ne mujhe hila diya.

“Aarav khair toh hai? Mobile par aise kya dekh raha hai jo tere chehre par itni muskurahat hai? Koi new chakkar chal raha hai kya? Mujhe bhi toh kuch bata.

”Dil mein maine socha, “Amjad, kya bataun tujhe? Main toh teri hi M.uslim biwi ko phasa raha ho.
”Main ne bahar se normal muskurate hue kaha, “Nahi yaar Amjad bhai, aisi koi baat nahi hai.

”Amjad ne meri taraf chair kheench kar baithte hue kaha, “Yar mujhse kya chhupana? Mujhe pata hai tu kitna dilfek hai. Tune kitni ladkiyon aur auraton ko apna deewana bana rakha hai. Kitno ke saath tu bistar garam kar chuka hai. Mujhe sab pata hai. Ab yeh new kaun si ladki phasa raha hai? Bata na yaar, details de.

”Main andar se bahut maza le raha tha. Amjad ke saamne baith kar main uski M.uslim biwi ke baare mein gande khayal soch raha tha. Maine thoda serious chehra banaya aur bola, “Yaar Amjad, sach mein koi nahi hai. Bas thodi si flirting chal rahi hai ek purani friend ke saath.

”Amjad hans pada aur bola, “Flirting? Tu toh flirting nahi karta, tu toh seedha target ko apna bana leta hai. Yaad hai wo last wali office ki ladki? Kitni din tak usko chodta raha tha. Aur wo married aunty jo gym mein milti thi? Usne tujhe ‘H.indu bull’ bulaya tha na? Tu toh expert hai isme.

”Main ne muskurate hue kaha, “Bas yaar, wo sab purani baatein hain.” Lekin andar se mera dimag bilkul ganda ho chuka tha. Main soch raha tha — “Amjad, agar tujhe pata chal jaaye ki yeh ‘new target’ teri hi biwi Noureen hai, toh kya hoga? Teri pyari M.uslim biwi, jo har raat tere saath leti hai, ab mere H.indu lund ke sapne dekh rahi hai. Kal shopping ka doran changing room mein maine uski M.uslim gaand par apna mota H.indu lund ragda tha aur aaj wo mera message padh kar apni M.uslim chut mein ungli daal rahi hogi.

”Amjad ne aur aage badhte hue poocha, “Bata na yaar, yeh wali kaisi hai? Married hai kya? M.uslim hai ya H.indu? Teri pasand toh mostly married auraten hi hoti hain, khas kar wo jo sharmili aur seedhi dikhti hain. Unmein tadap zyada hoti hai.

”Main ne aankhon mein ek chamak laate hue kaha, “Haan yaar, married hai. Bahut hi khubsurat, sharmili, ghar ki aurat. Lekin andar se bahut garam hai. Abhi sirf messages hi chal rahe hain, lekin wo tadap rahi hai. Uski body mere liye machalne lagi hai.

”Amjad ne hans kar kaha, “Wah! Toh phir jaldi se target complete kar. Tu jaanta hai main tera dost hoon. Agar help chahiye toh bata. Kabhi-kabhi main bhi sochta hoon ki life mein thoda maza karna chahiye, lekin Noureen aur bachchon ki wajah se nahi kar paata.

”Us waqt main andar se pagal ho raha tha. Amjad ke muh se uski M.uslim biwi Noureen ka naam sun kar mera H.indu lund aur sakht ho gaya. Main soch raha tha “Amjad, tu apni Noureen ko bachchon ke liye rok raha hai, aur main usko apne H.indu lund se chodne ka plan bana raha hoon. Teri biwi ki M.uslim chut ab mere messages se geeli ho rahi hai. Agar tu jaan le ki kal maine changing room mein uski M.uslim gaand par apna H.indu lund ragda tha aur aaj wo mere naam ki ungliyan apni chut mein daal rahi hai, toh tera chehra dekhne layak hoga

.”Main ne bahar se normal muskurate hue kaha, “Thanks yaar. Agar zarurat padi toh bataunga. Abhi toh bas enjoy kar raha hoon uski tadap ko.

”Amjad ne shoulder par haath rakh kar kaha, “Theek hai. Lekin yaad rakh, agar wo M.uslim family se hai toh thoda careful rehna. Wo log bahut sensitive hote hain is mamle mein. Lekin tu toh expert hai, manage kar lega.

”Conversation khatam hone ke baad Amjad apne cabin chala gaya. Main akela baitha raha aur sochne laga — “Amjad, tu mujhe advice de raha hai careful rehne ki, jabki main teri hi M.uslim biwi ko target kar raha hoon. Teri Noureen ab meri hone wali hai. Jaldi hi wo khud mere flat aaegi aur main usko ghodi bana kar itna chodunga ki wo bhool jaaye ki wo kisi ki biwi hai. Uski M.uslim chut ko mera H.indu lund itna addict kar dunga ki har raat Amjad ke saath leti hui bhi wo mera naam legi.

”Phir maine Noureen ko dusra message kiya.Mera dusra message:

“Noureen… subah uth kar sabse pehle teri yaad aayi. Soch raha tha… agar hum dono akle hote toh main tujhe apne seene se chipka kar dheere se teri gardan par garam saansein chhodta aur apne hothon ko halke se ragadta. Teri woh naram, mulayam M.uslim skin ko feel karta… haath dheere se teri kamar par ghumata, phir neeche ki taraf le jaata. Dheere se poochhta ki kal raat tune mujhe kitni baar yaad kiya. Teri skin kitni garam hoti… aur teri saansein kitni tez ho jaati. Bata… abhi bhi kal ke touch ki yaad se teri saansein tez ho jaati hain? Bata… kal raat jab tu Amjad ke paas leti thi, tab bhi kya mera naam tere dil mein tha?

”Message bhejte hi mera lund aur sakht ho gaya. Main office ki seat par baitha tha aur soch raha tha — abhi wo message padh rahi hogi. Uski saansein tez ho rahi hongi. Uski naram M.uslim gaand bed ya sofa par dab rahi hogi. Shayad wo apni ungliyan salwar ke andar daal kar apni geeli M.uslim chut ko ragad rahi hogi aur soch rahi hogi ki yeh Amjad nahi, main hoon jo usko chod raha hoon.

Thodi der baad lunch time ho gaya. Main aur Amjad saath mein cafeteria mein baith gaye. Amjad mere saamne baitha tha aur khana kha raha tha. Maine bhi plate mein khana liya, lekin mera ek haath table ke neeche mobile par tha. Main wahi baith kar Noureen ko message kar raha tha — uske shohar ke bilkul saamne.

Maine feel kiya ki yeh scene bahut exciting tha. Amjad mere saamne muskurate hue khana kha raha tha aur main uski M.uslim biwi Noureen ko gande messages bhej raha tha. Mera lund pant mein khada tha. Main soch raha tha — “Amjad, tu yahan baitha mere saath hasi-mazak kar raha hai, aur main teri M.uslim biwi Noureen ki chut geeli kar raha hoon.

Amjad ne mujhe dekha aur bola, “Aarav, aaj tere chehre par alag hi chamak hai yaar. Kya baat hai? Phir se koi naya message aa gaya kya?

”Main ne muskurate hue kaha, “Bas yaar, ek new friend se baat ho rahi hai.”Amjad hans pada aur bola, “New friend? Teri friends toh aksar married hoti hain. Bata na, yeh wali kaisi hai? Married hai kya? Aur M.uslim hai kya? Teri pasand toh ab M.uslim auraton

”Main ne andar se bahut maza liya. Maine kaha, “Haan yaar, married hai. Bahut hi achchi family se hai. Bahut hi sharmili aur khubsurat. Aur M.uslim hai. Lekin jab main usse baat karta hoon na, toh uski awaaz mein ek aisi tadap hoti hai jo mujhe pagal kar deti hai.

”Amjad ne aankh maarte hue kaha, “Wah bhai! H.indu ladka M.uslim biwi ke peeche? Yeh toh dangerous game hai yaar. Family, society, religion… sab kuch involved hai. Agar pata chal gaya na toh bada scene ho jaayega.

”Main ne Amjad ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, “Dangerous toh hai… lekin isliye hi maza bhi zyada hai. Ek M.uslim biwi ko apna banana… uski izzat, uske Shohar… sab kuch challenge karna. Woh janti ho gi yeh galat hai, phir bhi tadap rahi hai. Yeh tension hi toh sabse badi aphrodisiac hai.

”Amjad ne sir hilaya, “Toh phir jaldi se kaam tamam kar. Lekin careful rehna, M.uslim families mein mamle thode sensitive hote hain.

”Main muskuraya, lekin mera dimag bilkul ganda ho chuka tha. Amjad, tu mujhe warning de raha hai, jabki main teri hi biwi ko target kar raha hoon.

”Main ne muskurate hue sir hila diya, lekin dil mein gande khayal aa rahe the — “Amjad, agar tujhe pata chal jaaye ki yeh ‘New friend’ teri hi M.uslim biwi Noureen hai, toh kya hoga? Main abhi tere saamne baitha tujhe hasi-mazak kar raha hoon aur tere saamne hi teri M.uslim biwi Noureen ko message kar raha hoon. main uski chut gila kar raha ho. Teri Noureen… teri pyari M.uslim biwi… ab mere H.indu lund ke sapne dekh rahi hai.

”Tabhi Noureen ka reply aa gaya:

“Aarav, please yeh sab band kar do. Main yeh messages nahi padhna chahti. Jo bhi hua kal, woh galti thi. Main apne ghar, apne pati aur bachchon ke saath khush hoon. Agar tum phir se aise likhoge toh main block kar dungi.

”Message padhte hi main zor se hans pada. Amjad ne mujhe ghoora aur bola, “Arre waah! Aise zor se has kya raha hai? Kya message aa gaya jo teri muskurahat khatam hi nahi ho rahi?

”Main ne phone side rakh kar kaha, “Kuch nahi yaar, bas ek funny meme bheja hai kisi ne.”Lekin andar se main bahut khush tha. Soch raha tha — “Noureen, tu bol rahi hai band kar do, lekin message toh padh rahi hai. Reply bhi kar rahi hai aur delete bhi nahi kar rahi. Teri M.uslim chut abhi bhi mere messages se geeli ho rahi hai. Tu Amjad ke saath khush hone ka drama kar rahi hai, lekin asal mein tu mera naam leti hai.

”Amjad ne khana khaate hue kaha, “Yaar Aarav, tu sach bata. Yeh ladki kitni serious hai? Kya tu usko chod chuka hai ya abhi sirf baatein chal rahi hain?

”Main ne Amjad ki taraf dekha aur muskurate hue bola, “Abhi sirf baatein hi chal rahi hain, lekin wo tadap rahi hai. Kal milne ki koshish kar raha hoon. Public jagah par. Agar wo aa gayi na, toh samajh jaunga ki game mere haath mein hai.

”Amjad ne hans kar kaha, “Tu toh pura player hai bhai. Lekin agar wo M.uslim hai toh thoda dhyan rakhna. Wo log bahar se kitni bhi simple dikhein, andar se garam hoti hain.

”Main ne socha, “Haan Amjad, teri biwi Noureen bahut garam hai. Kal shopping mai changing room mein tari M.uslim Biwi ki gaand par mera H.indu lund dabate hi uski saansein ruk gayi thi.

”Lunch khatam karne ke baad maine turant Noureen ko reply type kiya, thoda aur ganda aur provocative banate hue.

Mera reply:

“Noureen… main jaanta hoon tu dar rahi hai. Lekin jab tu yeh padh rahi hai, tab teri ungliyan mobile par kitni garam ho rahi hongi? Main tujhe kabhi force nahi karunga. Bas ek baar sach bata de — jab main changing room mein tere peeche khada tha aur teri kamar par haath rakh kar tujhe apne seene se sataya tha… us pal tu ne kyun nahi hataya apne aap ko? Teri saansein kyun ruk gayi thi? Main sirf yeh jaanna chahta hoon ki tu abhi kya feel kar rahi hai. Agar tu sach mein door hona chahti hai, toh bas likh de ‘Door ho ja Aarav’. Main turant sab khatam kar dunga. Lekin agar tu chup rahi… toh main samajh jaunga ki andar se kuch aur chal raha hai.

”Thodi der baad Noureen ka dusra reply aaya:

Noureen ka reply:

“Aarav… maine kaha tha na… please mat bhejo aise messages. Yeh sab galat hai. Main Amjad se bahut pyar karti hoon. Mere bachche hain. Agar tum phir se aise likhoge toh sach mein main block kar dungi aur Amjad ko bata dungi. Please… meri zindagi barbaad mat karo.

”Is reply ko padh kar main muskuraya. Ab maine final message bhej diya:

Mera final message:

“Noureen… agar tu kal coffee shop mein aa jaaye? Sirf 30 minute. Public cafe mein. Amjad ko bata dena ki bachchon ko park le ja rahi ho. Main tujhe force nahi karunga kuch bhi karne ko. Bas teri aankhon mein dekhna chahta hoon aur jaanna chahta hoon ki woh tadap abhi bhi hai ya nahi. Aur baat karna chahta hoon. Agar tu nahi aana chahti toh seedha mana kar de. Lekin agar tu aa jaati hai… toh shayad hum dono ko apne dil ki baat samajh aa jaaye. Soch le… main wait kar raha hoon teri ek reply ka.

”Message bhej kar main sochne laga — abhi wo padh rahi hogi. Uske haath kaanp rahe honge. Wo mana kar rahi hai, lekin andar se wo coffee shop aane ka bahana dhoondh rahi hogi. Main jaanta tha ki wo aaegi.

Aur jab wo aaegi, tab main usko sirf aankhon se hi chodunga pehle. Table ke neeche apna pair uski janghon par ragadunga aur usko bataunga ki main uski M.uslim chut ko kaise apna banana chahta hoon.

Amjad shaam ko office sa jata ho mujhe dekh kar bola, “Aaj pura din tum serf mobile hi pakde hue ho? Lagta hai yeh wali bahut interesting hai.

”Main ne hans kar kaha, “Haan yaar, bahut interesting hai. Shayad kal mil bhi loon.

”Andar se main gande khayalon mein dooba hua tha — “Amjad, tu kal office aayega aur main teri M.uslim biwi Noureen ke saath coffee shop mein baith kar uski tadap ko aur badhaunga. Phir jaldi hi main tari M.uslim Biwi ko apne flat le jaunga aur uski chut mein apna mota H.indu lund daal kar usko dikhaunga ki asli maza kya hota hai.

”Poora din mere liye bhi usi ke thoughts mein guzra. Office mein meeting ke dauran bhi mera dimag uske badan par tha. Uske naram boobs, uski patli kamar, uski gol gaand, aur sabse important — uski tight, geeli chut jo abhi tak sirf Amjad ke liye thi, lekin ab mera naam leti hai.

Shaam ko ghar aane ke baad bhi main uske messages check kar raha tha. Noureen ne block nahi kiya tha. Yeh chhoti si jeet mujhe bahut khushi de rahi thi.

Raat ko main bed par let kar sochne laga — abhi wo Amjad ke saath bed par hogi. Amjad usko kiss kar raha hoga, uske boobs dabata hoga, phir apna lund uski chut mein daalta hoga.

Lekin Noureen ki aankhon ke saamne sirf mera chehra hoga. Jab Amjad usko chod raha hoga, tab wo soch rahi hogi ki yeh Aarav ka mota, mazboot H.indu lund hai jo usko chod raha hai. Uske orgasm halka hoga, kyunki asli tadap toh mujhe milne ki hai.

Main muskuraya aur socha — “Abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai meri pyari Noureen. Jaldi hi tu khud coffee shop aaegi. Phir milne ke baad tu mujhe rok nahi paayegi. Main tujhe apna bana lunga. Teri M.uslim chut ko mera H.indu lund itna addict kar dunga ki tu har raat Amjad ke saath leti hui bhi mera naam legi. Tujhe dikhaunga ki asli maza kya hota hai. Teri siskariyan, teri cheekhein, teri geeli awaazein… sab mera hoga.

”Kal coffee shop mein agar wo aayi toh main usko sirf aankhon se hi chodunga pehle. Table ke neeche apna pair uski janghon se ragadunga, uski aankhon mein dekhte hue usko bataunga ki main usko kaise chodna chahta hoon — peeche se, ghodi bana kar, uski gaand pakad kar zor-zor se. Uske boobs ko muh mein le kar chusunga, nipples ko kaatunga, aur phir uski chut mein apna lund daal kar itna chodunga ki wo bhool jaaye ki wo kisi ki biwi hai.

Lekin abhi toh wait karna hai. Main jaanta hoon wo tadap rahi hai. Uske aansu nikal rahe honge guilt se, lekin uski ungliyan uski chut par hongi. Yeh tadap use mere paas laayegi.

Raat bhar main uske bare mein sochta raha — uski naram gaand par haath ferte hue, uski gardan par kiss karte hue, uske kaan mein dheere se kehna — “Tu ab meri ho chuki hai Noureen… Amjad ki nahi, sirf Aarav ki M.uslim randi.

”Kal ka din bahut interesting hone wala hai. Main wait kar raha hoon uske ek message ka… ya phir uske aane ka.

”Tabhi Noureen ka naya reply aa gaya:

Noureen ka reply:

“Aarav… please yeh sab mat badhao. Main coffee pe nahi aa sakti. Yeh sab galat hai. Main apne pati aur bachchon ke liye zinda hoon. Tum meri zindagi mein mat aao. Hum dono galat raaste par ja rahe hain. Main tumhe block kar rahi hoon ab.

”Main ne message ko do baar padha. Har baar padhne ke saath mera lund aur sakht hota ja raha tha. Yeh aurat ab bhi khud ko dhokha de rahi thi.

Main ne aankhein band ki aur socha…

“Noureen… kitna bhi bol le tu. ‘Main apne shohar aur bachchon ke liye zinda hoon.’ Sach mein? Phir kyun teri chut ab bhi mere messages padh kar geeli ho rahi hai? Tu bol rahi hai ‘hum dono galat raaste par ja rahe hain’… lekin tu us raaste se nikal kyun nahi paa rahi? Block kar rahi hoon? Toh kar na block. Kar do abhi. Lekin tu nahi karegi. Kyunki andar se tu jaanti hai ki yeh galat raasta tere liye sabse gehra aur sabse lazzat bhara raasta ban chuka hai.

Tu ek achchi M.uslim biwi hai na? Bachchon ko achchi taleem deti hogi, Amjad ke saamne seedhi-saadi biwi ban ke rehti hogi. Lekin jab main tujhe gande messages karta hoon, tab teri wohi ‘achchi’ M.uslim chut geeli ho jaati hai. Ek H.indu mard ke words se. Yeh tera sabse bada gunah hai na Noureen?

Tu Amjad ki biwi hai. Tera shohar mera dost hai. Tu uske bachchon ki maa hai. Phir bhi tu ek H.indu mard ke liye tadap rahi hai. Teri body mera naam leti hai. Yeh tension tujhe maar rahi hai andar se. Tu jaanti hai agar tu mujhse mil gayi na, toh yeh sirf sex nahi hoga. Yeh ek M.uslim aurat ka apne H.indu lover ke saamne tootna hoga.

”Main ne mobile ko haath mein ghumaya aur dheere se side table par rakh diya. Raat bahut ho chuki thi. Kal subah message karunga.

Abhi Amjad bhi ghar pahunch gaya hoga aur Noureen ke paas hoga. Maine aankhein band ki aur sona ki koshish karne laga… lekin neend mein bhi Noureen hi aa rahi thi.

[Samreen khan]

Nice work sis please add cuckold & mazhabi

[Kylie]

Ekdum lajawab aur manpasand update

[BeastandBeauty]

Kamaal hai yaar,ekdum kamaal ka update dala aapne. bahut khoob!

[Blueman]

Absolutely hot and erotic episode. Thanks a lot.

[Fantastic Four]

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[Raghu]

Amazing and outclass update. Hats off.

[Alfamale]

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[Vicky007]

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[The Pervert]

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[Shin54]

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[Pinkboy]

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[Celestina]

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[shan123]

Absolutely beautiful,brilliant and breathtaking writing.

[Alima sanah]

Bht hi badhia story hai miss khan.. add some words leki haye ,.'..uff ,.' when aarav touches her... it's common for us '.ah to say these words

[Adonis]

Amazing and dashing writings

[Sameer@86]

Bht shandar update...