22-01-2021, 10:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 22-01-2021, 10:07 AM by संस्कृति शर्मा. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Update
_
_
_
AB AAGE
Main gate ka bell baja deti hai.tring…trinng
Kamya gate kholti hai or sanskriti ko bolti hai ki itni leat kaha ho to Sanskriti kah deti hai-bus kharab hone ki story kamya ko batati hai.
Aslam wali baat kamya ko nhi batati hai.
Fir itna kah kar dono bahne apne compound se hote hui wo apne ghar ke andar enter hui.. or dono apane apane room me chali jati hai.
Sanskriti apne room me jane ke baad Lights chalu kar AC on kiya..
Uske dimag mai ab bhi Aslam chal raha tha.. Uski ek ek baat use yaad aa rahi thi..Aslam ne jab pehli mulakat mai use Model kaha tha wo yaad karke wo thoda sharma gai… Sharm ke sath sath ek gurur ka ehsaas bhi use hone laga..Uska dimag na chahte huye bhi ye soch raha tha ( Kya mai such much itni khubsoorat hu??? )
Sanskriti bahot acche se janti thi ki wo college ke Acche acche ladke mud kar use ek baar jaroor dekhte the… Par Aslam ki bato ko yaad kar ke pata nahi kyn wo phir se khud ko parakhna chahti thi, saabit karna chah rahi thi ke wo khubsoorat hai.. Aur bahot khubsoorat hai!! Bahot time ke baad kisi ne uski tareef ki thi.. Sanskriti bahot khus mehsoos kar rahi thi..!!
Udhar Aslam bhi Sanskriti ko apne man se nikal nahi paa raha tha… Richkshw jate hi Aslam pata nahi kab tak jate huye rickshaw ko hi dekhta raha… Aslam tempo ka malik nahi tha, wo to kabhi kabhar sirf driver tha.. Iss liye wo pehle tempo ko transport company mai de kar chalte huye apne ghar ki aur nikal pada… Company se uska ghar jyada dur nahi tha.. mahaj 15 min ka rasta tha..Aslam ke shareer par ek ganda purna greece ke dhabbo wala shirt aur niche Lungi thi..
Pura rasta wo Sanskriti ke bare mai sochta raha…(Kya mast gora khubsoorat chehra tha Sali rand ka..! Uske lambe baal..! Gulab ki pankhudiyo jaise hoth…! Sali jab tu un najook hootho se mere hoth chusegi to mera kya hoga? Jab tu unhi pyare hotho se mere lode ko chusegi tab mai kaise she paunga?) Ye soch soch kar Aslam lungi ke upar se apna lund masal ne laga.. Raste mai koi dekh lega aisa to Aslam ne na kabhi socha tha aur na kabhi wo sochega.. Logo ki fikar karna uski fidrat mai nahi tha… Log kya kahenge Aslam uski kabhi fikar nahi karta tha..
Lund ko masalte huye Aslam Sanskriti ke bare me aur sochne laga…Mast najuk lambi surahidaar gardan.. Niche cream color ke blouse mai dhake do maame.. Aur boobs ka side se dekha huva view.. Jisme Sanskriti ke boobs ka pura size aur golai ko dikh rahi thi… Sanskriti ke boobs ko yaad kar ke uska lund dhire dhire aur jyada akadne laga tha… Sanskriti ki Navel.. Uski soft gand, jisko wo touch bhi kar chuka tha.. Ye saab yaad karke wo bahot excited feel kar raha tha… Bus kisi bhi tarah se use Sanskriti ko chodna tha… Kaise ye use pata nahi tha.. Par use pata tha wo ye kar payega.. Sanskriti ko apni Rand jaroor banayega…
Chalte chalte Aslam ka ghar aa gaya…
_
_
_
AB AAGE
Main gate ka bell baja deti hai.tring…trinng
Kamya gate kholti hai or sanskriti ko bolti hai ki itni leat kaha ho to Sanskriti kah deti hai-bus kharab hone ki story kamya ko batati hai.
Aslam wali baat kamya ko nhi batati hai.
Fir itna kah kar dono bahne apne compound se hote hui wo apne ghar ke andar enter hui.. or dono apane apane room me chali jati hai.
Sanskriti apne room me jane ke baad Lights chalu kar AC on kiya..
Uske dimag mai ab bhi Aslam chal raha tha.. Uski ek ek baat use yaad aa rahi thi..Aslam ne jab pehli mulakat mai use Model kaha tha wo yaad karke wo thoda sharma gai… Sharm ke sath sath ek gurur ka ehsaas bhi use hone laga..Uska dimag na chahte huye bhi ye soch raha tha ( Kya mai such much itni khubsoorat hu??? )
Sanskriti bahot acche se janti thi ki wo college ke Acche acche ladke mud kar use ek baar jaroor dekhte the… Par Aslam ki bato ko yaad kar ke pata nahi kyn wo phir se khud ko parakhna chahti thi, saabit karna chah rahi thi ke wo khubsoorat hai.. Aur bahot khubsoorat hai!! Bahot time ke baad kisi ne uski tareef ki thi.. Sanskriti bahot khus mehsoos kar rahi thi..!!
Udhar Aslam bhi Sanskriti ko apne man se nikal nahi paa raha tha… Richkshw jate hi Aslam pata nahi kab tak jate huye rickshaw ko hi dekhta raha… Aslam tempo ka malik nahi tha, wo to kabhi kabhar sirf driver tha.. Iss liye wo pehle tempo ko transport company mai de kar chalte huye apne ghar ki aur nikal pada… Company se uska ghar jyada dur nahi tha.. mahaj 15 min ka rasta tha..Aslam ke shareer par ek ganda purna greece ke dhabbo wala shirt aur niche Lungi thi..
Pura rasta wo Sanskriti ke bare mai sochta raha…(Kya mast gora khubsoorat chehra tha Sali rand ka..! Uske lambe baal..! Gulab ki pankhudiyo jaise hoth…! Sali jab tu un najook hootho se mere hoth chusegi to mera kya hoga? Jab tu unhi pyare hotho se mere lode ko chusegi tab mai kaise she paunga?) Ye soch soch kar Aslam lungi ke upar se apna lund masal ne laga.. Raste mai koi dekh lega aisa to Aslam ne na kabhi socha tha aur na kabhi wo sochega.. Logo ki fikar karna uski fidrat mai nahi tha… Log kya kahenge Aslam uski kabhi fikar nahi karta tha..
Lund ko masalte huye Aslam Sanskriti ke bare me aur sochne laga…Mast najuk lambi surahidaar gardan.. Niche cream color ke blouse mai dhake do maame.. Aur boobs ka side se dekha huva view.. Jisme Sanskriti ke boobs ka pura size aur golai ko dikh rahi thi… Sanskriti ke boobs ko yaad kar ke uska lund dhire dhire aur jyada akadne laga tha… Sanskriti ki Navel.. Uski soft gand, jisko wo touch bhi kar chuka tha.. Ye saab yaad karke wo bahot excited feel kar raha tha… Bus kisi bhi tarah se use Sanskriti ko chodna tha… Kaise ye use pata nahi tha.. Par use pata tha wo ye kar payega.. Sanskriti ko apni Rand jaroor banayega…
Chalte chalte Aslam ka ghar aa gaya…
![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)