Adultery Meri wife job me ya kahi or

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Raat ko dono bed pe let gaye the,, raat ke andhere mein sirf table lamp ki halki golden glow thi. Pooja leti thi, gaand upar, blanket side mein phenka hua, nighty poori upar sarak gayi thi – uski massive round gaand bilkul exposed, cheeks thode alag, pink ched tight aur chamak raha tha thoda lube se. Rahul peeche tha, lund rock hard, veins ubhari hui, topi pe pre-cum ki drop. Gussa abhi bhi jal raha tha uske andar –  gussa aur revenge ki aag abhi bhi jal rahi thi dimag mein – Anita ki video, boss ke lund se gaand phat rahi thi, "Sir... phaad diya... birthday gift..." Rahul soch raha tha, "Saali bewafa... ab main bhi maza loonga..."


Pooja phone pe baat kar rahi thi – halki awaaz mein, "Haan... paise bhej do na... achha... kal tak... bye." Call cut kiya toh Rahul ne poochha, "Kon tha?"

Pooja ne muskura ke bola, "Are mera ex... paise dene hain usne... abhi bhi baat hoti hai kabhi kabhi."

Rahul ne eyebrow uthaya, "Oho... ex se abhi bhi baat karti ho..."

Pooja ne gaand thodi hilayi, Rahul ki taraf karke, "Haan toh... kya problem? Paise dene hain usne... achha banda hai."

Rahul ka gussa phir ubhra – soch raha tha, "Anita bhi boss se... aur yeh ex se...waah sb dhoka Dene me hai...kisi par bharosa nhi Krna chahiye." Usne dheere se haath Pooja ki gaand pe rakha, panty side ki, gaand ke ched pe ungli lagayi. Pooja ne "Ahhh..." kaha, gaand thodi upar uth gayi, ungli andar chali gayi – tight, garam, lube ki zaroorat nahi, bas thoda pressure.

Pooja ne naughty awaaz mein bola, "Kya hua... gaand marni hai Rahul ji... ahhhh..... ahhhh..."

Rahul ne kiss kiya uske gale pe, "Mar lu?"

Pooja ne peeche mud ke dekha, "Kyun nahi... mar lo... Anita nahi marne deti kya?"

Rahul ke dimag mein wohi video flash hui – Anita boss ko bol rahi thi, "Aapke liye gift... meri unchi gaand... aaj pehli baar... mujhe puri aurat bana do..." aur boss ka lund gaand mein ja raha tha, Anita ki cheekh "Aaaahhhh... phat gayi... dard... ahhhh!" Rahul ka lund ekdum tight ho gaya, gussa aur lust mix, "Nahi... woh nahi marne deti... tum marne dogi?"

Pooja ne gaand hilayi, "Kyun nahi mere raja... mar lo... waise bta du... main anal virgin nahi... mere bf ko bhi meri gaand marna pasand tha... toh roz marta tha...jbse pehli bar li uske bad se ahhhh... tum bhi try karo na..."

Rahul ne gusse mein bola, "Achha... aaj yeh boyfriend marega..."