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Pooja ne sharm aur uttejana se kaapte hue kaha, "Babaji… aage se panty nahi pehnungi… aapke liye dono chhed khula hi rakhungi." Created for you by Maitri Patel.

Baba ne muskurate hue Pooja ki panty ko jaanghon tak sarka diya aur poori tarah utaar phenka. Pooja ki geelee choot aur gulaabi gaand ab poori tarah nangi thi.
 
Baba ne Pooja ki jaanghein phailakar kaha, "Meri rani… apni choot dwaar ka sevan to kara de…"
 
Yeh kahkar Baba Pooja ki choot par jhuk gaye aur zor-zor se chatne lage. Unki garm jeev Pooja ki choot ki faank par ghoom rahi thi, clit ko choos rahi thi aur andar tak ghusne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
 
Pooja ke badan mein current-sa daud gaya. Woh pehli baar kisi ke dwara choot chatawayi rahi thi. Uss poora shareer sihar uttha.
 
Pooja ne sir peeche jhukakar cheekhte hue kaha, "Aaaahh… m… emem… meri choot ka sevan kar lo babaji… tumhare liye saare dwaar khule hain… apni shuddh jeev se meri choot ka bhog laga lo… meri choot bhi pavitr ho jayegi… aaaahh…"
 
Baba ne jeev andar daalkar chooste hue kaha, "Aahah… maza aa gaya… putri, tera choot-ras ka swaad aahladk hai. Aur yeh choot ka nazaara murde ko bhi uthakar uske land mein aag laga de aisi hai. Kya choot payi hai rani…"
 
Pooja ne Baba ke baal pakadkar unki jeev ko aur gehra dabaate hue boli, "Aya… haan… haan… le lo maza… ek vidhwa ko tumne garam to kar hi diya hai… iski choot chakhne ka mauka mat gawaao… mere babaji… aaiie… p…" Edited by Funlover.
 
Baba ne Pooja ko pet ke bal lita diya. Uski saadi aur ghagra uski hips ke upar chadha diye. Pooja ki moti, gori aur naram gaand ab poori tarah ujaagar thi. Baba ne dono haathon se uske chutad failaye aur gaand ke chhed ko chatne laga.
 
Pooja ko ismein bahut maza aa raha tha. Woh apni gaand ko peeche ki taraf daba rahi thi. Baba gaand chate hue saath-saath uski choot ko bhi ungliyon se ragad rahe the.
 
Pooja karahte hue boli, "Aahah… chalo… babaji… ab swaha kar do… oosshh… mere in dono chhedon ko…"
 
Baba ne Pooja ki gaand par thook lagaya, apni ungliyon se failaya aur bole, "Chal… ab mera prasad lene ke liye taiyar ho ja…"
 
Pooja ne sharmaate hue lekin utsukta se kaha, "Aahh… babaji… aaj main prasad peeche se lungi… aise seedhe seedhe prasad na dena maar-maar ke badi bhos jaisi bana do meri gaand ko, phir kabhi land maange nahi aisa kar do, aur baad mein meri gaand ko aapke land ke prasad se nawazo." Ab woh besharam ho gayi thi.
 
Baba: "Chal meri rani… jaise teri marzi…"
 
Pooja ab poori tarah Baba ke adheen thi. Baba ne Pooja ko pet ke bal litaya, uski saadi aur ghaghre kamar tak chadha diye. Pooja ki moti, gori, naram gaand ab poori tarah ujaagar thi. Baba ne dono haathon se uske chutad failaye, thook lagaya aur apni ungliyon se gaand ka chhed failane laga. Presented by Maitri.
 
Pooja kaapte hue boli, "Babaji… dheere… meri gaand bahut tight hai… dar lag raha hai…"
 
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Maitri Patel.