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## Update 82
Kashi's words made me feel like ants were crawling all over my body. Nadir had declared war. Kashi was telling me that on the way back, Nadir had stopped Nori, held her arm, and hugged her. He had also threatened her, saying, "Tell your brother to stop begging from others, or I will kill the whole family." I heard the phone and went to Kashi's house. His sister was sitting and crying in the courtyard. Her rosy face and intoxicated eyes were heavy with tears. I had just seen her face. She was incredibly beautiful, red and pink. She was looking even more lovely while crying. Kashi was very worried.
"I will shoot that dog right now," Kashi said.
I consoled Kashi and brought him to the drawing room.
"Look," I said. "Nadir wouldn't have just been sitting there. We will have to do some planning." Then we started to make the next plan of action. I took Kashi to my old mansion. There was an old room there that was filled with junk. There was an old box there with a lock on it. I opened the lock. Inside, there were four different kinds of pistols and a gun. During my wrestling days, whenever there was a fight, father used to keep weapons with him. I had never used them. But now we needed them. We both took one pistol each and a lot of bullets and came out. I gave all the weapons to Kashi and told him to be ready at night. After that, I came home. Dinner was ready. After eating, we all started to watch TV. Time passed. After a while, Samina signaled me to come outside, but I kept sitting. Then she and Asma left. Now, there were ammi and khala in the room. I was sitting next to khala. I looked at khala. She was watching TV with her thick, hanging breasts. She was sitting on the carpet with her back against the sofa. Her open-necked shirt showed her breasts, which were closed in a black bra. Seeing khala, my heart became restless. I moved closer to khala and said, "Khala, my head is itching. Check my hair."
Khala opened her arms and said, "Come here, my son."
I sat with my head pressed between khala's breasts. Khala's breasts were very soft. Slowly, I placed my head on khala's lap and lay down. Now khala's breasts were on my head. I would raise my face from time to time and hit it on khala's breasts. I was having a lot of fun with this. This kind of fun with khala's breasts was very enjoyable. A lot of time passed. Samina came once or twice on some pretext to call me, but seeing me busy with khala, she left. Today, I was in the mood to have fun with khala. I was waiting for ammi to fall asleep. Then, as soon as ammi's eyes closed, I said, "Khala, you are so good."
"Why," she asked, "am I looking good today?"
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "Because you take so much care of me."
"Hmmmm," she hummed, "I do." I held both of khala's hands, separated them from my head, and joined my head to khala's stomach. Now khala's mountain-like breasts were in front of my mouth. As soon as I took khala's hands in mine, a current was produced in my cock.
"Khala," I said. "Can I ask you one thing?"
"Yes," she said. "Ask."
"You won't get angry, will you?" I asked. Khala bent down. Her breasts were stuck to my face. Then she kissed me and said, "Why would I get angry?"
"Khala, did you give me milk when I was a child?" I asked. Khala laughed. "You naughty boy," she said. "What is there to be shy about? Yes, I did."
"Khala," I said, shyly. "I want to drink milk today too." Khala first looked at me and then laughed.
"Okay," she said. "I will heat it up."
"No," I said. "Not that milk." I looked at ammi and, finding her sleeping, held both of khala's breasts in my hands and said, "I want to drink this milk." Khala was shocked. She placed her hands on my hands that were on her breasts and separated my hands from her breasts.
"What are you saying, my son?" she asked. "Is your mind okay?"
"Yes, khala," I said. "It's perfectly okay." My cock had become hard. Khala had become quite free with me since that night, so I was not very worried. I stretched and showed my hard cock to khala. As soon as she saw my cock, her gaze was fixed on it. I lifted my hips and thrust my cock in the air once, which made my cock more visible. I set myself on khala's lap. I knew that khala was a deprived woman and had been away from a cock for a long time, so she would definitely get restless after seeing my cock. That night too, she was lying with her pussy stuck to my cock. I had understood then how lustful this woman was.
"Khala, give me some," I said. "I drank it in my childhood, didn't I? What's new about it?"
"My son," she said. "You were a child then. It was a different thing. Now you have grown up."
"So what if I have grown up?" I asked. "I am still your child, aren't I? Please give me some."
"You have become so stubborn," she said. "How can I give you milk now? And besides, my milk doesn't come anymore."
"It will come when I put it in my mouth, won't it?" I asked, looking at her breasts with lustful eyes.
"No, my son," she said. "I can't give you milk now. There is a curtain between you and me now. This can't happen."
"I don't know, khala," I said. "I just want to drink your milk. My heart really wants to."
"Be quiet," she said. "If you say it again, I will hit you."
"Khala," I said, "hit me, but please give me some." I kissed khala's breast from below. Khala was quiet for a while. Then she said, "Why do you want to drink it? Do you like my breasts?" This time, there was a little bit of fun in her tone.
"Yes, khala," I said. "I like your breasts a lot."
"Hmmmmm," she hummed. "Why do you like them?"
"Because your breasts are very big and they feel fun," I said. Khala looked at ammi and said, "Don't go after your mother's breasts. Hers are also big."
"Khala," I said. "Do you want to get me beaten by ammi? And besides, you are still young. Ammi is old now."
"I will also hit you," she said.
"Khala," I said. "If you have to hit me, hit me after giving me milk." Hearing my words, khala laughed. Seeing khala laugh, I held both of her breasts in my hands and said, "Khala, your breasts are so soft."
"Yes," she said. "They are soft. And what are you doing? Leave it." Khala again freed her breasts from my hands.
"Khala, let me drink once," I said. Now khala seemed to be a little lustful. I sat in front of khala and started to look at her breasts, which were quite visible from her open-necked shirt.
"What are you looking at?" khala asked, hiding her breasts with her arms. But by closing her arms, her breasts came out more from her shirt and looked more sexy. I laughed and said, "Khala, your breasts don't even hide in a dupatta. How will these arms hide them?"
"You have become a very dirty boy," she said. "You talk nonsense."
"Khala, give me some, my dear khala," I said. "If you don't..." Saying this, I moved forward and kissed khala on her cheek. Khala's cheek was soft and very hot. I used to kiss khala before, but then I did not get any sexy feeling. But now it was a different matter. The kiss on khala's soft cheek lit a fire in me.
"Ohhh," she said. "What are you doing? What will your mother think if she sees?" Khala's words were telling me that she was also coming toward lust and was also afraid of ammi waking up.
"Ammi is asleep," I said. "What would she know?" I again held khala's cheeks in both my hands and said in a pleading tone, "Please give me some."
"You are a rascal," khala said, laughing. I moved forward and kissed khala on her lips with force. Khala quickly moved my face back and looked at ammi. Then she said, "I am going to the roof." But she did not get up.
"Stay here today," I said. "With the kind of things you are doing, I feel that if your mother wakes up, she will eat me alive."
"She won't eat you," I said. "Okay, tell me, from which of your breasts does more milk come?"
"You are a big bastard," khala said. The lust was clearly visible in khala's eyes. I felt that khala's pussy must be making a full storm.
"From the right one or from the left one?" I asked, looking at her two breasts.
"Look for yourself," khala said, pushing her breasts forward. I looked at khala's breasts for a while and said, "I will check by holding them, not by looking." Khala remained silent. Then I held one of khala's breasts in both my hands and started to press it with force as if I were squeezing milk out of it. I was in a bad state. I was flying in the air while holding khala's breasts. Then I grabbed the other breast and squeezed it with force. Then I held one breast in each hand and started to press khala's breasts with force. Now khala was getting very lustful.
"Hmmmm," she hummed. "Do you know from which breast more milk comes?"
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "Not like this. I will have to make them naked to see."
"No," she said. "Tell me just by looking at them."
"I can't tell by just looking at them," I said.
"Then press them with force," she said. "Then you will know."
"I am pressing them with a lot of force, but I can't tell," I said. Khala pressed my hands on her nipples and said, "Check from here." I held both of khala's nipples from on top of her shirt and started to twist them. Khala became lustful. Now she was looking at me with a sexy smile. I twisted her nipples.
"Khala," I said. "The milk comes out of these nipples, right?"
"No," she said. "Urine comes out of here." Hearing khala's words, I laughed.
"Khala," I said. "Make your breasts naked. I can't tell like this."
"No," she said. "Not naked. But yes, you can put your hand in my shirt and check." Ufffffff. As soon as I got the signal, I immediately put my hand in her shirt and, moving it on her stomach, took it to her breast. I started to press her breasts from on top of her bra.
"Khala," I said. "This bra is very thick. It's not letting me know."
"Press my breasts with force, then you will know," khala said. I started to press khala's breasts with force. After a while, I said, "Khala, I still don't know from which breast more milk comes."
"Thinking," she hummed. "Hmmmmmmm. Put your hand in my bra." It was as if I had won the lottery. I immediately put my hand in her bra and held one of khala's breasts. As soon as I held her naked breast, a passion came over my cock. I started to press her breast with force. Because of the bra, I was not able to press her breast properly.
"Khala," I said. "Should I lift the bra up?"
"No," she said. "Check like this."
"Please," I begged.
"Hmmmmmmm," she hummed. "Do it, but don't lift the shirt up." I lifted khala's bra up and made both her breasts naked. As soon as the bra was lifted, her sexy breasts became visible from her thin shirt. I, with restlessness, held both her breasts and, in full lust, I kept pressing them. I wanted to tear khala's breasts out. Her soft, lustful breasts, ufffffff, it was a lot of fun to press them. I had squeezed khala's breasts dry.
"Do you know now?" khala asked.
"Yes," I said. "A little."
"Then tell me from which of my breasts more milk comes?" she asked.
"From this breast," I said, pressing her right breast.
"Why from this one?" she asked.
"Mmmmmm," I hummed. "Just like that. I feel its nipple is bigger."
"Does more milk come when the nipple is bigger?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Leave it now," she said. "You know now, right?" Saying this, khala took my hands out of her shirt.
"Not yet," I said.
"That's enough now," she said. But khala had not set her bra. Both her nipples were clearly visible from her shirt. I looked into khala's eyes. There was intoxication there. I moved my hands forward and held her breasts from on top of her shirt. The breasts also felt very soft from on top of her shirt. I, with restlessness, took one of khala's nipples in my mouth from on top of her shirt and started to suck it with force. Khala did not make any movement, as if she was already ready for this attack. I sucked khala's nipple a lot. Suddenly, my eyes fell on the door, and a face quickly moved back. It was definitely Samina. Khala also looked there. Then I left khala's breast.
"It's enough, Raj," khala said. I shook my head no. I again started to hold khala's breasts, but khala got up.
"Come on," she said. "Go to sleep now." Then khala went to the roof. I came to the room. I was suspicious that Samina would come, but she did not. After a while, I got up from the bed and, climbing the wall, came out. Now I was going toward Kashi's house. Today, we were going to teach Nadir a lesson.
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Kashi's words made me feel like ants were crawling all over my body. Nadir had declared war. Kashi was telling me that on the way back, Nadir had stopped Nori, held her arm, and hugged her. He had also threatened her, saying, "Tell your brother to stop begging from others, or I will kill the whole family." I heard the phone and went to Kashi's house. His sister was sitting and crying in the courtyard. Her rosy face and intoxicated eyes were heavy with tears. I had just seen her face. She was incredibly beautiful, red and pink. She was looking even more lovely while crying. Kashi was very worried.
"I will shoot that dog right now," Kashi said.
I consoled Kashi and brought him to the drawing room.
"Look," I said. "Nadir wouldn't have just been sitting there. We will have to do some planning." Then we started to make the next plan of action. I took Kashi to my old mansion. There was an old room there that was filled with junk. There was an old box there with a lock on it. I opened the lock. Inside, there were four different kinds of pistols and a gun. During my wrestling days, whenever there was a fight, father used to keep weapons with him. I had never used them. But now we needed them. We both took one pistol each and a lot of bullets and came out. I gave all the weapons to Kashi and told him to be ready at night. After that, I came home. Dinner was ready. After eating, we all started to watch TV. Time passed. After a while, Samina signaled me to come outside, but I kept sitting. Then she and Asma left. Now, there were ammi and khala in the room. I was sitting next to khala. I looked at khala. She was watching TV with her thick, hanging breasts. She was sitting on the carpet with her back against the sofa. Her open-necked shirt showed her breasts, which were closed in a black bra. Seeing khala, my heart became restless. I moved closer to khala and said, "Khala, my head is itching. Check my hair."
Khala opened her arms and said, "Come here, my son."
I sat with my head pressed between khala's breasts. Khala's breasts were very soft. Slowly, I placed my head on khala's lap and lay down. Now khala's breasts were on my head. I would raise my face from time to time and hit it on khala's breasts. I was having a lot of fun with this. This kind of fun with khala's breasts was very enjoyable. A lot of time passed. Samina came once or twice on some pretext to call me, but seeing me busy with khala, she left. Today, I was in the mood to have fun with khala. I was waiting for ammi to fall asleep. Then, as soon as ammi's eyes closed, I said, "Khala, you are so good."
"Why," she asked, "am I looking good today?"
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "Because you take so much care of me."
"Hmmmm," she hummed, "I do." I held both of khala's hands, separated them from my head, and joined my head to khala's stomach. Now khala's mountain-like breasts were in front of my mouth. As soon as I took khala's hands in mine, a current was produced in my cock.
"Khala," I said. "Can I ask you one thing?"
"Yes," she said. "Ask."
"You won't get angry, will you?" I asked. Khala bent down. Her breasts were stuck to my face. Then she kissed me and said, "Why would I get angry?"
"Khala, did you give me milk when I was a child?" I asked. Khala laughed. "You naughty boy," she said. "What is there to be shy about? Yes, I did."
"Khala," I said, shyly. "I want to drink milk today too." Khala first looked at me and then laughed.
"Okay," she said. "I will heat it up."
"No," I said. "Not that milk." I looked at ammi and, finding her sleeping, held both of khala's breasts in my hands and said, "I want to drink this milk." Khala was shocked. She placed her hands on my hands that were on her breasts and separated my hands from her breasts.
"What are you saying, my son?" she asked. "Is your mind okay?"
"Yes, khala," I said. "It's perfectly okay." My cock had become hard. Khala had become quite free with me since that night, so I was not very worried. I stretched and showed my hard cock to khala. As soon as she saw my cock, her gaze was fixed on it. I lifted my hips and thrust my cock in the air once, which made my cock more visible. I set myself on khala's lap. I knew that khala was a deprived woman and had been away from a cock for a long time, so she would definitely get restless after seeing my cock. That night too, she was lying with her pussy stuck to my cock. I had understood then how lustful this woman was.
"Khala, give me some," I said. "I drank it in my childhood, didn't I? What's new about it?"
"My son," she said. "You were a child then. It was a different thing. Now you have grown up."
"So what if I have grown up?" I asked. "I am still your child, aren't I? Please give me some."
"You have become so stubborn," she said. "How can I give you milk now? And besides, my milk doesn't come anymore."
"It will come when I put it in my mouth, won't it?" I asked, looking at her breasts with lustful eyes.
"No, my son," she said. "I can't give you milk now. There is a curtain between you and me now. This can't happen."
"I don't know, khala," I said. "I just want to drink your milk. My heart really wants to."
"Be quiet," she said. "If you say it again, I will hit you."
"Khala," I said, "hit me, but please give me some." I kissed khala's breast from below. Khala was quiet for a while. Then she said, "Why do you want to drink it? Do you like my breasts?" This time, there was a little bit of fun in her tone.
"Yes, khala," I said. "I like your breasts a lot."
"Hmmmmm," she hummed. "Why do you like them?"
"Because your breasts are very big and they feel fun," I said. Khala looked at ammi and said, "Don't go after your mother's breasts. Hers are also big."
"Khala," I said. "Do you want to get me beaten by ammi? And besides, you are still young. Ammi is old now."
"I will also hit you," she said.
"Khala," I said. "If you have to hit me, hit me after giving me milk." Hearing my words, khala laughed. Seeing khala laugh, I held both of her breasts in my hands and said, "Khala, your breasts are so soft."
"Yes," she said. "They are soft. And what are you doing? Leave it." Khala again freed her breasts from my hands.
"Khala, let me drink once," I said. Now khala seemed to be a little lustful. I sat in front of khala and started to look at her breasts, which were quite visible from her open-necked shirt.
"What are you looking at?" khala asked, hiding her breasts with her arms. But by closing her arms, her breasts came out more from her shirt and looked more sexy. I laughed and said, "Khala, your breasts don't even hide in a dupatta. How will these arms hide them?"
"You have become a very dirty boy," she said. "You talk nonsense."
"Khala, give me some, my dear khala," I said. "If you don't..." Saying this, I moved forward and kissed khala on her cheek. Khala's cheek was soft and very hot. I used to kiss khala before, but then I did not get any sexy feeling. But now it was a different matter. The kiss on khala's soft cheek lit a fire in me.
"Ohhh," she said. "What are you doing? What will your mother think if she sees?" Khala's words were telling me that she was also coming toward lust and was also afraid of ammi waking up.
"Ammi is asleep," I said. "What would she know?" I again held khala's cheeks in both my hands and said in a pleading tone, "Please give me some."
"You are a rascal," khala said, laughing. I moved forward and kissed khala on her lips with force. Khala quickly moved my face back and looked at ammi. Then she said, "I am going to the roof." But she did not get up.
"Stay here today," I said. "With the kind of things you are doing, I feel that if your mother wakes up, she will eat me alive."
"She won't eat you," I said. "Okay, tell me, from which of your breasts does more milk come?"
"You are a big bastard," khala said. The lust was clearly visible in khala's eyes. I felt that khala's pussy must be making a full storm.
"From the right one or from the left one?" I asked, looking at her two breasts.
"Look for yourself," khala said, pushing her breasts forward. I looked at khala's breasts for a while and said, "I will check by holding them, not by looking." Khala remained silent. Then I held one of khala's breasts in both my hands and started to press it with force as if I were squeezing milk out of it. I was in a bad state. I was flying in the air while holding khala's breasts. Then I grabbed the other breast and squeezed it with force. Then I held one breast in each hand and started to press khala's breasts with force. Now khala was getting very lustful.
"Hmmmm," she hummed. "Do you know from which breast more milk comes?"
"Hmmmm," I hummed. "Not like this. I will have to make them naked to see."
"No," she said. "Tell me just by looking at them."
"I can't tell by just looking at them," I said.
"Then press them with force," she said. "Then you will know."
"I am pressing them with a lot of force, but I can't tell," I said. Khala pressed my hands on her nipples and said, "Check from here." I held both of khala's nipples from on top of her shirt and started to twist them. Khala became lustful. Now she was looking at me with a sexy smile. I twisted her nipples.
"Khala," I said. "The milk comes out of these nipples, right?"
"No," she said. "Urine comes out of here." Hearing khala's words, I laughed.
"Khala," I said. "Make your breasts naked. I can't tell like this."
"No," she said. "Not naked. But yes, you can put your hand in my shirt and check." Ufffffff. As soon as I got the signal, I immediately put my hand in her shirt and, moving it on her stomach, took it to her breast. I started to press her breasts from on top of her bra.
"Khala," I said. "This bra is very thick. It's not letting me know."
"Press my breasts with force, then you will know," khala said. I started to press khala's breasts with force. After a while, I said, "Khala, I still don't know from which breast more milk comes."
"Thinking," she hummed. "Hmmmmmmm. Put your hand in my bra." It was as if I had won the lottery. I immediately put my hand in her bra and held one of khala's breasts. As soon as I held her naked breast, a passion came over my cock. I started to press her breast with force. Because of the bra, I was not able to press her breast properly.
"Khala," I said. "Should I lift the bra up?"
"No," she said. "Check like this."
"Please," I begged.
"Hmmmmmmm," she hummed. "Do it, but don't lift the shirt up." I lifted khala's bra up and made both her breasts naked. As soon as the bra was lifted, her sexy breasts became visible from her thin shirt. I, with restlessness, held both her breasts and, in full lust, I kept pressing them. I wanted to tear khala's breasts out. Her soft, lustful breasts, ufffffff, it was a lot of fun to press them. I had squeezed khala's breasts dry.
"Do you know now?" khala asked.
"Yes," I said. "A little."
"Then tell me from which of my breasts more milk comes?" she asked.
"From this breast," I said, pressing her right breast.
"Why from this one?" she asked.
"Mmmmmm," I hummed. "Just like that. I feel its nipple is bigger."
"Does more milk come when the nipple is bigger?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Leave it now," she said. "You know now, right?" Saying this, khala took my hands out of her shirt.
"Not yet," I said.
"That's enough now," she said. But khala had not set her bra. Both her nipples were clearly visible from her shirt. I looked into khala's eyes. There was intoxication there. I moved my hands forward and held her breasts from on top of her shirt. The breasts also felt very soft from on top of her shirt. I, with restlessness, took one of khala's nipples in my mouth from on top of her shirt and started to suck it with force. Khala did not make any movement, as if she was already ready for this attack. I sucked khala's nipple a lot. Suddenly, my eyes fell on the door, and a face quickly moved back. It was definitely Samina. Khala also looked there. Then I left khala's breast.
"It's enough, Raj," khala said. I shook my head no. I again started to hold khala's breasts, but khala got up.
"Come on," she said. "Go to sleep now." Then khala went to the roof. I came to the room. I was suspicious that Samina would come, but she did not. After a while, I got up from the bed and, climbing the wall, came out. Now I was going toward Kashi's house. Today, we were going to teach Nadir a lesson.
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