05-12-2025, 06:43 PM
Continued from the previous episode.
Terms of words……
Choot = Pussy, Vagina,
Lund = Cock, Penis, Dick, Boner
Gaand = Ass, Anal way.
A little while later, Raja Saheb and Menaka were heading to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. While passing through the hotel's shopping area, Menaka had a thought:
"You go, I'll be right back."
"Hey, what's the matter? Let's have breakfast first, and then do the shopping."
"Please! You just carry on. I'll just go and come back."
"Okay, as your wish." Raja Saheb sat down at a table in the restaurant and ordered breakfast. He thought about the email from Dr. Purandare, which he had read on the hotel suite's computer a while ago. He was relieved that Vishwa also wanted to get well, but he was a little worried about his lack of faith in marriage. Knowing that he didn't love Menaka brought a deep sense of joy to him, but he knew that his relationship with Menaka could only last until Vishwa returned. "Well, we'll see when Vishwa returns." He sighed. Dushyant hadn't given any news yet, he was thinking.
Now you'll wonder who this Dushyant is right? Dushyant Verma is one of the few people who can call Raja Saheb by his name. They studied together in boarding college and college and were close friends. Dushyant Verma runs a security and detective agency, whose clients included well-known personalities in India. Raja Saheb had asked him to find the person who supplied drugs to his son. He had strictly instructed that the entire investigation be kept secret and that no one except Dushyant, his staff, and Raja Saheb should know about it. He wanted this because he was absolutely convinced that Jabbar was behind all this, and this time he wanted to teach him a final perfect lesson.
"Hey, what are you thinking? Why aren't you eating?" Menaka was sitting in front of him, waving her hand in front of his eyes. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when she arrived or when the waiter served the food.
"Nothing special, just like normal. Let's get started." They both began eating breakfast.
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While Raja Saheb was immersed in thoughts of teaching his enemy a lesson, his enemy had also arrived in town with the intention of destroying him. Let's go and see what he was up to.
On the outskirts of the city, where new flats are being built daily, there's an apartment complex that hasn't yet been fully occupied. One of the flats in that complex is Jabbar's hub. His flat is on the ground floor, and the other floors of the building are vacant. Even at noon, the place is seeming deserted. A tall, broad man is walking towards the flat.
If you pass by that man, you won't notice anything special, but when I ask you what he looks like, you'll notice that you couldn't see his face clearly even as you passed by. Yes, it's Kallan. He's wearing a cap, dark glasses, and a jacket with the collar pulled up so no one can distinguish his identity.
Look, he's ringing the doorbell. Let's see what happens next inside the flat.
Hearing the bell, Malika opened the door. "Oh, it's you," she threw Kallan a killer smile.
"Jabbar's out." She indicated the situation to him.
"ohh never mind, I'll wait." Kallan came in and took off his jacket, glasses, and cap. His hair had grown back, and his beard had returned.
"Would you like a drink?" Malika walked towards the bar, shaking her ass. Her back was towards Kallan, and she was deliberately swaying her ass a little more. She was wearing a top that was too tight due to her large breasts, revealing the shape of her nipples. Underneath was a miniskirt, and when she walked, a small portion of her bare ass was visible.
Without waiting for his response, she came to the bar and began preparing the drinks. Just then, Kallan grabbed her from behind in his strong arms and began fondling her breasts over her top.
"Ouch!...Ah...cruel, go easy on mine. So you're on fire too. I thought you were as cold as ice. Aye...ahhh." Kallan bit her neck. Now, his hands were fondling Malika's breasts and their hardened nipples under her top.
Malika reached one hand back and wrapped it around Kallan's neck. Turning her face, she began kissing him. She placed her other hand on the zipper of his pants. "Uff...it seems really big," Malika said, releasing his lips. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. She lowered her head and saw that Kallan's Lund (cock) was indeed very large.
Malika had a weakness for big Lunds. Jabbar's cock was very thick, but not particularly long. Jabbar's speciality was his stamina, which was very useful in quenching the thirst of a girl like Malika, who was always hot. But Malika had a different kind of a big dick, and she never failed to take such cocks in her Choot (pussy). How could she possibly get satisfaction from just one lund?
She started rubbing Kallan's Lund with her hand; her choot became wet just by looking at it. Kallan was now completely out of control. He bent Malika's right knee, lifted her thigh, placed it on the bar, and while standing still, shoved his lund into her smooth pussy.
"Aaa...eeeeeeee! Will you tear it? Push it in a little slowly. Ooooooo!" Her words were driving Kallan even more crazy, and he inserted his entire penis inside her and began thrusting. "Yes...ann...just like that...harder...yes...and...fuck my pussy harder...na."
Malika was also fully supporting him by moving her ass. One of her arms was around Kallan's neck, and the other was supporting her body. One of Kallan's hands was kneading her breasts, and the other's fingers were rubbing her clitoris. His lips were sometimes on her face, sometimes on her breasts. The fucking was going on very hard.
"Trn!" the doorbell screamed, startling both of them, and Malika's choot released. Kallan's waist jerked 2-3 times, and his penis ejaculated into Malika's choot (pussy).
Malika picked up a napkin from the bar and separated from Kallan. On her way to the door, she wiped away Kallan's and her own fluids that had spilled onto her thighs. Jabbar was at the door.
When he came in, he saw Kallan sitting on the sofa, drinking. There was no trace of the lust that had raged on his face a few moments earlier.
"Why did you call me?" he asked Jabbar.
"We've got a small fish that can help us reach the big fish." He replied, taking the drink from Malika's hand.
"We have to be prepared to work even on very short notice. You stay here from today, but remember, no one should know you're here." Jabbar was speaking to Kallan, but his eyes were on Malika, who was lying on the large sofa, listening to their conversation.
"What do we do now?" Kallan got up to refill his empty glass.
"We have to bait that small fish." Jabbar looked at Malika and smiled mischievously.
Thank you for reading
Please support by expressing your views about this episode.
Thank you.
Maitri.
JAY BHARAT.
Terms of words……
Choot = Pussy, Vagina,
Lund = Cock, Penis, Dick, Boner
Gaand = Ass, Anal way.
A little while later, Raja Saheb and Menaka were heading to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. While passing through the hotel's shopping area, Menaka had a thought:
"You go, I'll be right back."
"Hey, what's the matter? Let's have breakfast first, and then do the shopping."
"Please! You just carry on. I'll just go and come back."
"Okay, as your wish." Raja Saheb sat down at a table in the restaurant and ordered breakfast. He thought about the email from Dr. Purandare, which he had read on the hotel suite's computer a while ago. He was relieved that Vishwa also wanted to get well, but he was a little worried about his lack of faith in marriage. Knowing that he didn't love Menaka brought a deep sense of joy to him, but he knew that his relationship with Menaka could only last until Vishwa returned. "Well, we'll see when Vishwa returns." He sighed. Dushyant hadn't given any news yet, he was thinking.
Now you'll wonder who this Dushyant is right? Dushyant Verma is one of the few people who can call Raja Saheb by his name. They studied together in boarding college and college and were close friends. Dushyant Verma runs a security and detective agency, whose clients included well-known personalities in India. Raja Saheb had asked him to find the person who supplied drugs to his son. He had strictly instructed that the entire investigation be kept secret and that no one except Dushyant, his staff, and Raja Saheb should know about it. He wanted this because he was absolutely convinced that Jabbar was behind all this, and this time he wanted to teach him a final perfect lesson.
"Hey, what are you thinking? Why aren't you eating?" Menaka was sitting in front of him, waving her hand in front of his eyes. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when she arrived or when the waiter served the food.
"Nothing special, just like normal. Let's get started." They both began eating breakfast.
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While Raja Saheb was immersed in thoughts of teaching his enemy a lesson, his enemy had also arrived in town with the intention of destroying him. Let's go and see what he was up to.
On the outskirts of the city, where new flats are being built daily, there's an apartment complex that hasn't yet been fully occupied. One of the flats in that complex is Jabbar's hub. His flat is on the ground floor, and the other floors of the building are vacant. Even at noon, the place is seeming deserted. A tall, broad man is walking towards the flat.
If you pass by that man, you won't notice anything special, but when I ask you what he looks like, you'll notice that you couldn't see his face clearly even as you passed by. Yes, it's Kallan. He's wearing a cap, dark glasses, and a jacket with the collar pulled up so no one can distinguish his identity.
Look, he's ringing the doorbell. Let's see what happens next inside the flat.
Hearing the bell, Malika opened the door. "Oh, it's you," she threw Kallan a killer smile.
"Jabbar's out." She indicated the situation to him.
"ohh never mind, I'll wait." Kallan came in and took off his jacket, glasses, and cap. His hair had grown back, and his beard had returned.
"Would you like a drink?" Malika walked towards the bar, shaking her ass. Her back was towards Kallan, and she was deliberately swaying her ass a little more. She was wearing a top that was too tight due to her large breasts, revealing the shape of her nipples. Underneath was a miniskirt, and when she walked, a small portion of her bare ass was visible.
Without waiting for his response, she came to the bar and began preparing the drinks. Just then, Kallan grabbed her from behind in his strong arms and began fondling her breasts over her top.
"Ouch!...Ah...cruel, go easy on mine. So you're on fire too. I thought you were as cold as ice. Aye...ahhh." Kallan bit her neck. Now, his hands were fondling Malika's breasts and their hardened nipples under her top.
Malika reached one hand back and wrapped it around Kallan's neck. Turning her face, she began kissing him. She placed her other hand on the zipper of his pants. "Uff...it seems really big," Malika said, releasing his lips. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. She lowered her head and saw that Kallan's Lund (cock) was indeed very large.
Malika had a weakness for big Lunds. Jabbar's cock was very thick, but not particularly long. Jabbar's speciality was his stamina, which was very useful in quenching the thirst of a girl like Malika, who was always hot. But Malika had a different kind of a big dick, and she never failed to take such cocks in her Choot (pussy). How could she possibly get satisfaction from just one lund?
She started rubbing Kallan's Lund with her hand; her choot became wet just by looking at it. Kallan was now completely out of control. He bent Malika's right knee, lifted her thigh, placed it on the bar, and while standing still, shoved his lund into her smooth pussy.
"Aaa...eeeeeeee! Will you tear it? Push it in a little slowly. Ooooooo!" Her words were driving Kallan even more crazy, and he inserted his entire penis inside her and began thrusting. "Yes...ann...just like that...harder...yes...and...fuck my pussy harder...na."
Malika was also fully supporting him by moving her ass. One of her arms was around Kallan's neck, and the other was supporting her body. One of Kallan's hands was kneading her breasts, and the other's fingers were rubbing her clitoris. His lips were sometimes on her face, sometimes on her breasts. The fucking was going on very hard.
"Trn!" the doorbell screamed, startling both of them, and Malika's choot released. Kallan's waist jerked 2-3 times, and his penis ejaculated into Malika's choot (pussy).
Malika picked up a napkin from the bar and separated from Kallan. On her way to the door, she wiped away Kallan's and her own fluids that had spilled onto her thighs. Jabbar was at the door.
When he came in, he saw Kallan sitting on the sofa, drinking. There was no trace of the lust that had raged on his face a few moments earlier.
"Why did you call me?" he asked Jabbar.
"We've got a small fish that can help us reach the big fish." He replied, taking the drink from Malika's hand.
"We have to be prepared to work even on very short notice. You stay here from today, but remember, no one should know you're here." Jabbar was speaking to Kallan, but his eyes were on Malika, who was lying on the large sofa, listening to their conversation.
"What do we do now?" Kallan got up to refill his empty glass.
"We have to bait that small fish." Jabbar looked at Malika and smiled mischievously.
Thank you for reading
Please support by expressing your views about this episode.
Thank you.
Maitri.
JAY BHARAT.
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