Adultery The Story of a Bodyguard (by Naree)

[naree]

Didu kuch hua hai kya?? apke muh se yeh ajib aur waha se bhi kuch ajib awaj aa rahi hai. Idhar hum dono ki chudai se Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thapp.. Thapa.. Thap.. Thapa.. Thap.. ki tej awaz hi rahi thi sath hi chut gili hone se jab bhi mera lauda uske chut ke ander Jaa Raha tha tab waha facha.. fach.. facha.. fach.. Facha.. Fachh.. Fachaa.. Fachh.. Facha.. Fachaa.. Fachh.. Facha.. Fachh.. Facha.. Facha.. Fachh.. Fachaa.. Fachh.. Facha.. ki awaz bhi sath m waha sunai padti hai wahi Arti, baat ko sambhalte hue.. are kuch nahi hua my jaha khadi hu na uske just bagal me gadde me cotton bhar ke use dande se pit kar bara bar kar rahe hai sayad wahi awaz sunai pad rahi hogi tujhe?, yeh bol ke apne mobile ki mic ko apne hantho se band karke..



Thodi der ruk nahi sakte udhar meri bahan sun rahi hai, wahi yeh bol hi Rahi thi ki tabhi uski bahan, dusri or se didu aap mall ke bahar chali gai kya, Arti, ha betu, bas aa hi rahi hu tu wahi restu-rant me baithi rah na jab tak Main waha nahi aati?, yeh kah ke woh call cut kar deti hai wahi meri or dekh ke ab jaldi karo na mujhe jana hai, Main, uski hontho par kiss karke aj tune itni badi khuskhabri sunai ki my fule nahi sama raha hu ur apni marda-ngi par ye keh ke uske chuche ko sehlate hue de dana dan chode ja raha tha ab tak uski chut puri tarah se sleepy hochuki thi jiski wajah se mera lauda uski chut me sata sat ja raha tha wahi Arti aahhh uumm ki aahe nikal ke mera Josh bad-ha rahi thi, wahi Main, itni umar hone ke baad bhi teri jawan kokh me apna bij bo diya ye sapne se kam nahi hai mere liye, ye kah kar uske hontho ko jaise pine laga sath..



Hi de dana dan uske chut me pelne laga wahi Arti, bhi dusri baar jhadne ke kagar par aa gai thi, aur woh Radhe ki baato ko bade gaur se sunte hue aahe bhare jaa rahi thi sath hi uski fuli chut aaj itne dino baad apna manpasand lauda pai thi iss liye uski chut kuch jyada hi gili hue jaa rahi thi, idhar Main, bhi aur koi 10 se 20 dhakke mare honge aur mere laude se kai tej pichkari nikali jo uski bacche Dani me bharne lagi wahi Arti bhi mera garma garam veerya apne bache dani me feel karte hi woh dusri baar jhadne lagti hai.. Wahi Main, apna pura lauda uske bur ke ander dabaye rahta hu jab tak mera pura nahi girta aur jab pura Khali kar deta hun, apna tenkar uske baad Arti apne se alag karta hun aur apne laude ko rumal ki madat se saaf karke pant pahan leta hu wahi Arti, abhi bhi lumbi lumbi sanse le rahi thi us dustbin ke upar baithe hue hi,