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Subhadra ki saansen ab bilkul tez thi, uska jism garam aur geela, par woh abhi bhi apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Vikram uske bilkul paas khada tha, uska sakht, chamakta lund haath mein pakde hue, aur woh uski taraf dekhte hue muskuraya—ek shaitani, beraham muskurahat.

Subhadra ki aankhein dar se bhari hui, par andar se woh uttejana se kaamp rahi thi. "Nahi... please... mat aaiye paas," usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, par uski awaaz mein ek halki si kampan thi, jaise woh khud se lad rahi ho.

Tabhi, room mein ek awaaz gunji—Subhadra ka phone ring karne laga. Screen par Saurav ka naam chamka. Subhadra ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi, usne jhat se phone ki taraf dekha. Vikram ne bhi dekha aur uski muskurahat aur gehri ho gayi, jaise woh yeh pal enjoy kar raha ho. "Haaye... tera beta... perfect timing," woh dheeme se bola, apna lund dheere dheere hilate hue, uski nazrein Subhadra ke chehre par tik gayi.

Subhadra ne phone uthaya, uske haath kaamp rahe the. Woh chair par hi baithi rahi, apni saansen control karne ki koshish karte hue. "H-hello... beta?" usne kaha, awaaz mein ek majboori thi.
Saurav ki awaaz dusri taraf se aayi, woh pareshan lag raha tha. "Maa! Kahan ho tum? Itne ghante ho gaye... main yahan ghar par intezaar kar raha hoon. Vikram sir ke paas gayi thi na? Sab theek hai? Unhone kya kaha? Mujhe bahut tension ho rahi hai, maa... please jaldi ghar aao."

Subhadra ki nazrein Vikram par tik gayi, jo uske saamne khada tha, apna moosal lund ko dheere dheere hilate hue—upar neeche, uski chamdi pe chamak Neelam ke ras ki abhi bhi thi.

Vikram ki aankhein Subhadra ki aankhon mein ghus rahi thi, gehri, hawas bhari nazar se. Woh uske honthon ko dekhta raha, jo kaamp rahe the Saurav se baat karte hue. Subhadra ka chehra laal, paseene se bhiga, uski chuchiyan blouse mein ubhar rahi thi, daane kadak ho chuke the. Vikram ne apni zubaan bahar nikaali, jaise usko chaatne ki ichha ho.

"Haan beta... main abhi yahin hoon... Vikram sir se hi baat kar rahi hoon," Subhadra ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek halki si rukawat thi. Woh apni jaanghein kas ke band kar rahi thi, chooth mein woh geelapan ab aur badh gaya tha, par woh resist kar rahi thi. "Sab theek hai... sir mujhe... samjha rahe hain... tere case ke baare mein. Tension mat le... main jaldi ghar aa jaungi."
Saurav: "Par maa, itna time kyun lag raha hai? Unhone kya kaha? Please batao na... main yahan akela hoon, darr lag raha hai."

Vikram ne aur paas aakar Subhadra ki bagal par haath rakha, dheere se masalne laga blouse ke upar se. Usne apna lund hilana jari rakha, nazrein uske chehre par, uske mature, milf jism ko peete hue—uski moti jaanghein, ubhra pet, lambe baal. "Bol saali... apne bete ko bol ki teri maa ab Vikram sir ki randi hai," woh dheeme se bola, itna dheeme ki sirf Subhadra sun sake.

Subhadra kaamp gayi, usne phone ko zor se pakda. "Beta... sir kah rahe hain ki... woh madad karenge... par thoda time lagega. Tu ghar par araam kar... main aa rahi hoon." Uske honth kaamp rahe the, aankhein Vikram ki aankhon se hat nahi rahi thi. Andar se woh tadap rahi thi, chooth mein khujli, par woh apne bete ki awaaz sun kar apne aap ko yaad dila rahi thi—"Main ek maa hoon...ek pavitra vidhwa... yeh galat hai." Par Vikram ki woh nazar, woh hilta lund... usko aur tadpa raha tha.
Saurav: "Theek hai maa... jaldi aana. Love you."

"Love you too, beta," Subhadra ne kaha aur phone kaat diya. Ab woh Vikram ki taraf dekhi, aankhein nam, par geeli. "Please... mat kariye... mera beta... uska sochiye."
Vikram hasa, lund hilate hue. "Uff... tera beta...ye sab tu usi ke liye hi toh kar rahi hain.....saunp de tu mujhe apne aap ko...aur tera beta inn sab maamlo se Bach jaayega..."

Woh peeche hata, Neelam ki taraf gaya, par nazrein Subhadra par hi tik gayi. Tension ab aur badh gaya tha, Subhadra ki ladai abhi khatam nahi hui thi.