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Part 6

Mukesh uncle ki khushi aasman chhoo rahi thi, woh sofa se utha aur kitchen ki taraf daud gaya, soch raha tha "Yeh sach ho gaya... Ananya ne haan kar diya!" Kitchen ke darwaze pe ruk gaya, mummy ko dekha peeth kiye dishes dhote hue, saree ki kamar khuli, gori skin chamak rahi thi, uncle ka dil zor se dhadak utha excitement se phir uncle andar chale gaye.

Uncle bilkul dheere se mummy ke peeche pahunch gaye, poori taakat se apna jism unke peeche se daba diye—unki gori kamar pe unka mazboot pet chipak gaya, jaise koi romantic lover ho jo kab se intezaar kar raha ho. Mummy ka muh se zor ka moan nikal gaya, "Aaaaahhhhh….. Mukesh!" Uncle ne dono haathon se mummy ki kamar pakad li, ungliyaan gori skin mein dhans jaane lagi tension se, aur dheere se poocha, "Baby wife?" Mummy thodi der saans leti rahi, phir sharm se muskurayi aur boli, "Haan... " Uncle ne grip aur tight kar di, mummy ki kamar pe unke haath aur gehre utar gaye, mummy ne fir se moan kiya, "Ummhh... aah, dhire." Uncle ne kaan ke paas awaaz daali naughty tone mein, "Kab aa rahi hoo bed pe jaan? Mujhe suhagraat manani hai aaj, poori raat tumhare saath." Mummy ka chehra laal ho gaya, woh peeche mud kar uncle ki aankhon mein dekhi, awaaz mein thodi si ghabrahat, "Mukesh ji, woh sab... main nahi kar sakti abhi. Anand ji ke saath hi toh woh sab hota hai." Uncle ne halke se hasa romantic smile se, haath abhi bhi kamar pe ghumate hue, "Jaanta hoon baby, woh sab nahi. Bas aaj raat mere saath so jaao, chipak kar... promise, behave karunga... ya kam se kam try to karunga behave karne ka, par tumhari yeh gori kamar chhodunga nahi." Mummy ne uncle ki aankhon mein dekha, unki gehri nazar se dil dhadak utha tension mein, sochi "Itne din se physical nahi hui, aur yeh itna bade mard... darr lag raha hai thoda," phir low voice mein, nervous hokar, "Mukesh ji, jada kuch nahi..." Uncle ne muskurate hue mummy ke gaal pe halka sa kiss kiya, "Of course baby. Main khayal rakhunga tumhara, poora... jaise asli pati hi hoo"

Mummy ne dishes dhone khatam kiye, haath abhi bhi thode kamp rahe the uncle ki garmi aur baaton se, jaise poora jism mein current daud raha ho naughty tension se. Uncle balcony pe chale gaye, cigarette jalayi, dhuaan udta hua dekhte rahe aur soch rahe the ki mummy ne haan kar di—ab se woh uski 'wife' hai roleplay mein, dil mein excitement aur thoda sa darr dono ghoom rahe the ki raat kaisi hogi. Andar mummy dheere dheere bedroom ki taraf badhi, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, pallu baar baar sambhalti hui exposing kamar thoda sa, soch rahi thi "Yeh kya kar rahi hoon main... par bacchon ke liye theek hai na?" Dressing table ki chair pe baith gayi, mirror mein khud ko dekhi—chehra laal, lips thode sujh gaye sharm se, cleavage blouse ke buttons se thoda sa nazar aa raha tha. Phir humein awaaz di, "Sonu, Adi... aa jao beta, bed pe chalo, so jao." Hum dono TV band karke daudte hue aaye, mummy ko dono taraf se hug kar liya chair pe baithte hue, zor zor se chillane lage, "DOODH! DOODH! DOODH! Mummy doodh do na ab!" Mummy hasi, humare sir pe haath phera loving touch se, "Haan haan beta, abhi pilati hoon... thoda wait karo, garam garam laati hoon." Tabhi uncle bhi bedroom mein aa gaye, mummy ko dressing table pe baitha dekha, muskuraya lekin uski nazar mein wohi naughty intention, mummy ko nervousness aa gayi fir se, pallu tight pakda cleavage chhupane ko. Uncle bed pe chale gaye, let gaye casually. Mummy ne humein bola, "Chalo beta, bed pe jao... main aati hoon, doodh laati hoon tumhare liye, poora piyo phir so jaana."

Hum dono bed pe chale gaye, excited hokar wait karne lage doodh ke liye. Mummy ne apne lambe baal kholne shuru kiye, uncle bed se seedha dekhte rahe, mummy ko pata tha woh ghoor rahe hain—unki nazar baalon pe, phir kamar pe sarak rahi thi tension build karte hue. Paanch minute baad mummy ne dono haathon se chudiyaan utaarne shuru kiye, ting ting ki awaaz aayi romantic vibe mein, uncle ki nazar wahan atak gayi. Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekhi, hesitate kiya, phir mangalsutra utaara gale se—jaise symbolic ho roleplay ke liye, sharm se chehra neeche, table pe rakha. Phir blouse ke buttons kholne lagi—pehle upar wala hook, cleavage thoda expose ho gaya red bra ka hint naughty way mein, phir dusra, boobs ka upper part nazar aane laga tension se, aur teesra hook—poora blouse khula, red bra saaf dikh raha tha, uspe chhote chhote heart symbols, heavy boobs bra mein ubhar rahe the doodh se full of fun. Blouse poora utaara, table pe rakha. Uncle has pade, mummy confused hokar dekhi, "Kya hua?" Uncle ne naughty smile se bola, "Wow Ananya... yeh red bra kitni sexy lag rahi hai tum pe, bilkul suhagraat wali... hearts toh jaise mere liye hi hain, baby." Mummy ko sharm aa gayi, kuch boli nahi, bas nazar hata li blushing, saree unwrap karne lagi—pallu neeche gira, saree ki layers khuli, gori kamar aur pet poora exposed ho gaya, lekin navel abhi poora nahi dikh raha tha petticoat ke upar se thoda cover. Uncle bed se uth gaye, mummy ke paas aa gaye dheere se, dono haathon se petticoat ke sides pakde aur thoda neeche kheencha—ab mummy ka hot aur sexy navel poora saaf dikh raha tha, deep aur chamakta hua lamp ki roshni mein. Uncle bed pe fir let gaye, mummy ko ghoorne lage aur bole, "Jab tak apni wife ka navel nahi dikhta poora, mujhe achha nahi lagta. Haan ab perfect lag rahi ho jaan, bilkul hot." Mummy ko sharm aa gayi bohot, sochi "Yeh kya kar rahe hain... bada maza aa raha hai inhe," phir aisi hi kitchen chali gayi, bra upar kheenchi, boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples pe doodh tapak raha tha tension se, do glass mein doodh nichora—chup chup ki awaaz aayi, haath se boobs masalte hue, sochi "Mukesh ji ne dekh liya toh kya... ab toh wife roleplay kar rahi hoon, par itna expose..." Wapas aayi, humein glass diye, hum zor zor se peene lage, "Mummy, yeh doodh kitna meetha hai, creamy jaise ice cream!" Mummy muskurayi, "Piyo beta poora, healthy rahega." Uncle ne Adi ke glass se ungli duboi, mummy ka doodh chakh liya, fir se duboi aur chusa, ankhen band karke bola, "Umm... kitna creamy aur thick hai yeh, tasty bohot." Mummy sharm se smile di, lekin andar se tension badh gayi uncle ki nazar se.
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Uncle ne khali glass uthaye, table pe rakhe, humein bola, "Good night Sonu, Adi... so jao beta, kal college hai." Humne wapas bola, "Good night uncle/papa." Phir uncle ne apni shirt utaari, white vest bhi nikaala—poora topless ho gaye, chhati pe bohot saare baal, mazboot muscles chamak rahe the lamp ki roshni mein, romantic vibe ban rahi thi. Mummy ne dekha, nazar atak gayi, sochi "Itna bada... darr lag raha hai thoda par excitement bhi." Uncle ne lights off kar di, sirf night bulb jal raha tha, phir mummy ka haath pakda aur apne paas kheencha—bed pe side by side let gaye. Mummy ka muh se sudden moan nikal gaya, "Aaahhhh…" chehra poora laal, khoon ka daud tez ho gaya tension se. Uncle ne turant romantic smooch shuru kar diya, tight tight loving way mein, mummy ke haath uncle ki chhati pe gaye, unke baalon mein phans gaye. Mummy zor zor se moan kar rahi thi, "Mmm… aah… Mukesh," uncle ki tight smooch se saans ruk rahi thi fun mein. Mummy ke boobs uncle ki nangi chhati pe poore crush ho gaye, softness mehsoos ho rahi thi uncle ko, woh smile kar raha tha jaise yakeen nahi aa raha ki mummy ab uski 'wife' hai roleplay mein. Uncle ne mummy ke neck pe romantic kiss karne shuru kiye, dono gaal chusne lage, nange kandhe pe halke se bite diye—gori skin pe laal nishaan ban gaye naughty touch se. Mummy endlessly moan kar rahi thi, "Aahh… dhire Mukesh… aah!" Yeh uski zindagi ka pehla itna passionate mard tha, ab har touch se mehsoos ho raha tha ki asli mard ke saath sone ka maza kya hota hai full of tension. Paanch minute baad uncle ka ek haath mummy ke nange peeth pe ghumne laga—sirf bra strap thi wahan, dusra haath petticoat ke upar se ass pe, gori skin pinch karne laga waist pe loving pressure se. Mummy already cum kar chuki thi is roleplay ki excitement se, jism kamp raha tha naughty way mein. Uncle ne ass zor se masalna shuru kiya, mummy ka moan alag sa nikal gaya, "Ouch… Mukesh, mat dabao itna zor se!" Uncle ne halka kiya, ab normal se masalne lage, phir mummy ke lips pe pahunch gaye. Romantic kiss karne lage, mummy ki college jaane wali lipstick poori chus li, mummy bhi dheere dheere respond kar rahi thi lekin uncle hard hard passionately. Ab tak side by side the, uncle ne upar chadh gaye mummy pe, poora wazan daal diya, kiss karte rahe tension build karte hue. Phir tongue andar daali mummy ke muh mein, deep kiss, mummy ki saansein tez. Kuch minute baad neeche aaye, chehra mummy ke pet pe—navel ke saamne. Mummy saans le rahi thi bhari bhari excitement se. Uncle ne navel chusna shuru kiya, tongue andar daali navel mein, zor zor se chusa—bee sting wale din se bhi zyada passionate, pet pe laal nishaan ban gaye fun mein.

Mummy bol rahi thi, "Mukesh... slow down na, ruk jao thoda," haath uncle ke baalon mein ghusedhe hue, khinch rahi thi excitement se loving touch se. Uncle ne nanga pet zor se chusa, mummy ne ek haath muh pe rakha taaki awaaz na nikle zor se, taangein kampne lagi—yeh sign tha ki fir se ghad gayi tension release se. Pet aur kamar poori laal ho gayi chusne se naughty marks ban gaye. Uncle ne fir mummy ko tight hug kiya, dono side let gaye, aur so gaye. Mummy relaxed ho gayi do baar ghadne ke baad, sochi "Bas ho gaya... " Uncle ki chhati pe sir rakh kar so gayi, topless uncle aur bra mein hi, gori skin chipak rahi thi romantic warmth mein.

Karib 2 baje raat ko uncle ki neend khuli, woh uth gaye aur balcony pe chale gaye—topless the abhi bhi, thandi hawa unke chehre aur chhati pe lag rahi thi, cigarette jalayi aur dhuaan udta hua dekhte rahe, soch rahe the "Ananya... ab se meri hai, kitna lucky feel kar raha hoon, par raat abhi baaki hai." Mummy bhi jaag gayi, uncle ko paas nahi paya toh socha shayad bathroom gaye honge. Mirror ke paas jaane ka mann kiya khud ko dekhne, par himmat nahi hui—jaane kya nishaan ban gaye honge. Das minute baad uncle wapas aaye, dono ki nazrein mili—mummy ke chehre pe nervousness saaf, aur uncle ke peeche wohi bhukh mummy ke liye. Uncle dheere se bed pe aaye, fir se upar chadh gaye mummy pe, poora wazan daal diya, lips pe kiss shuru kiya, phir neck, kandhe, cleavage pe. Mummy fir se moan karne lagi, "Aah… Mukesh… raat ho gayi. Aur kitna karoge mere saath..." Tees minute yeh chal raha tha, uncle ki intense kisses se mummy ka jism fir se garam ho gaya, phir dono thak kar so gaye, uncle ki baahon mein lapet kar loving tension mein.




Subah ke 8 baje the, aur bedroom mein sab shaant the—mummy aur Mukesh uncle abhi bhi gehri neend mein so rahe the, unke jism ek dusre se chipke hue, jaise raat bhar ka pyar abhi bhi baaki ho. Main aur Adi bhi unke paas hi let e the, chadar odhe hue, bacchon ki tarah masoom neend mein. Mummy ki neend 8:10 pe khuli, woh dheere se aankhen kholi toh pehle uncle ki chhati mehsoos hui—unki mazboot baahon mein lapeti hui thi, uncle ki saansein unke kaan ke paas garam garam lag rahi thi. Mummy ka poora jism thaka hua sa lag raha tha raat ki wild passion se—gori skin pe har jagah laal laal bite marks chamak rahe the, neck aur cleavage pe chhote chhote nishaan jaise medal lage hue, lips thode sujh gaye itne saare kisses se, aur pet aur kamar pe uncle ke haathon ke gehre prints, jaise raat bhar unka haq jata raha ho. Red bra abhi bhi pehni thi, doodh se bhare boobs usme dab gaye the pressure mein, petticoat hips pe latak raha tha, gori thighs thoda sa exposed ho rahi thi chadar ke neeche se. Mummy ko ehsaas hua tabhi, dil zor se dhadak utha sharm aur thakaan se, sochi "Arre yaar, yeh sab kya ho gaya raat mein... mukesh ne itna pyar kiya, par ab kaise chhupaun yeh marks?" Jaldi se uncle ki baahon se alag hui, chadar hataayi aur bed se utar gayi—petticoat neeche kheencha lekin navel poora exposed tha, gori kamar lamp ki halki roshni mein chamak uthi. Towel uthaya aur bathroom ki taraf gai, darwaza band kiya aur nahana shuru kar di—paani garam garam tapak raha tha jism pe, shampoo lagaya baalon mein, haath se marks chhune lagi mirror mein, "Yeh toh laal ho gaye sab... 20 minute baad mummy bahar aayi, sirf bra aur petticoat mein, baal geele geele sarak rahe the peeth pe, navel deep aur chamakta hua, boobs bra se bahar aane ko utsaahit lag rahe the heavy doodh se.

Uncle shower ki awaaz se jaag gaye, bed pe lete the aur mummy ko dekha—woh kitni sexy lag rahi thi geele baalon se, navel inviting jaise, boobs bra mein ubhar rahe the tension build karte hue, uncle ka dil dhadak utha naughty soch se. Mummy ne uncle ko jaagte dekha, nervous ho gayi ekdum, pallu nahi tha toh haathon se bra cover karne ki koshish ki, "Mukesh ji... uth gaye aap?” Uncle ne bed ke kinaare let e hue muskuraya, awaaz di teasing tone mein, "subah subah kitni fresh aur hot lag rahi ho ananya. " Mummy thoda ghabrate hue paas aayi, uncle bed ke edge pe let e the aur mummy khadi thi edge pe. Uncle ne mummy ko upar se neeche dekha—pyar ki nishaanon se poora jism seductive lag raha tha, lips swollen kisses se, haath laal marks se, navel aur uske aaspaas bite prints chamak rahe the, kandhe neck cleavage sab pe love bites jaise raat ka yaadgaar. Uncle soche "Kabhi itni feminine nahi lagi Ananya... jaise poori aurat ban gayi ho mere pyar se, yeh marks toh mera medal hain," aur muskuraye naughty way mein, haath badhaye mummy ki kamar chhune ko.

Uncle ne bola, "Ananya, peeche dikhao na." Mummy ne command follow kiya jaise roleplay mein patni ho, mud gayi—peeth poori laal thi chusne se raat ke, petticoat hips pe latak raha tha exposing lower back curves naughty angle se. Uncle ne dono haathon se mummy ki kamar pakad li sides se, mummy ka jism kamp utha darr aur excitement se, muh se awaaz nikli, "Aaaahhh… Mukesh ji, kya kar rahe ho subah subah? Bacche jaag jaayenge!" Uncle ne haath peeth pe ghumaye, neck se le kar waist tak dheere dheere, ungliyaan skin pe slide karte hue teasing touch se, "Bas dekh raha hoon jaan... raat ka pyar kitna gehra chhod gaya maine. Yeh laal nishaan... kitne sexy lag rahe hain." Mummy nervous ho gayi bohot, saansein tez chal rahi thi, sochi "Subah subah yeh phir," haath se petticoat tight pakda. Thodi der baad uncle ne kamar se pakad kar ghumaya mummy ko, chehra navel ke saamne, aur romantic kiss kar di navel pe—tongue touch kiya deep mein. Mummy ka moan zor se nikal gaya, "Aahh… ruko Mukesh, chhodo na ab... bacche uth jaayenge sach mein!" Uncle ne ek aur kiss di teasingly, "Bas ek minute ananya... yeh toh mera haq hai ab, wife ke navel ka," phir chhod diya, lekin nazar abhi bhi navel pe atki hui, muskurata hua.

Mummy ne table se blouse uthaya aur kitchen chali gayi jaldi se, bra utaari aur blouse pehen liya—boobs abhi bhi heavy the, buttons tight hue pressure se doodh ke, cleavage nazar aa raha tha blouse ke low cut se. Nashta banaya garam garam parathe aur doodh ubaal kar, masala daala taste ke liye, phir bedroom aayi humein jagaane, "Bacho, utho na... nashta ready hai, garam garam khao." Aaj uncle ne bola casually, "Ananya, aaj college skip kar dete hain bacchon ko... mandir chalte hain sab mil kar, blessings le aaye nayi shuruaat ke liye." Mummy surprised ho gayi, aankhen badi kar li, "Mandir? Achanak yeh idea kyun Mukesh ji? college miss ho jayega." Par woh religious thi bohot, dil mein khushi aayi, muskurayi, "Theek hai, chaliye... accha hoga, bhagwan ka ashirwad le lenge." Bedroom mein saree pehni—pink heavy wali silk ki, kamar khuli navel chamak raha tha blouse ke neeche se, makeup halka kiya kajal aur lipstick, sindoor lagaya maang mein roleplay ke liye. Hum bathroom gaye ek ek kar ke fresh hone, paani se muh dhoye kapde badle. Jab main wapas aaya toh mummy uncle se alag ho rahi thi, uncle ka haath uski kamar pe tha abhi bhi, mummy ne mujhe dekha aur jaldi se smile ki, "Aa beta, ready ho gaye? Chal nashta karte hain," aur living room chali gayi nashta serve karne, pallu sambhalte hue cleavage chhupane ki koshish mein.

Table pe baith gaye sab milkar, nashta kar rahe the tabhi Ishaan rone laga zor zor se bhookh se. Adi utha bedroom se Ishaan ko laane, "Main laata hoon aunty," bola excited. Mummy ne god mein liya Ishaan ko, pyar se sehlaate hue, "Arre mera bacha, kya hua... bhookh lagi hai? Aa maa pilati hai." Blouse ke saare buttons khole ek ek kar ke—pehle upar wala hook, cleavage expose ho gaya thoda sa uncle ki nazar mein, phir dusra teesra, ek nipple Ishaan ke muh mein daala, dusra boob blouse ke fabric ke neeche chhupa lekin flesh saaf dikh raha tha side se, chup chup ki awaaz aayi doodh peete hue, boobs ka shape poora highlight ho gaya tight fabric se. Hum sab dekh rahe the casually, uncle ki nazar boobs pe atki hui thi tension build karte hue, mummy sharm se nazar neeche karti rahi lekin natural hi behave kar rahi thi jaise ghar mein hota hai. 10 minute baad Ishaan ka pet bhar gaya, mummy ne Adi se bola, "Beta, Ishaan ko baby bed pe le jao na... sula do araam se." Phir mere aur uncle ke saamne hi blouse button karne lagi, boobs adjust kiye haath se, buttons hook karte hue cleavage thoda sa bounce hua, uncle teasingly muskuraya, "Kitni natural lagti ho tu maa ban kar Ananya... dil khush ho jata hai dekh kar."

Thodi der baad mummy ne bola lovingly, "Bacho, ab ready ho jao mandir ke liye... jaldi kapde pehen lo, bhagwan ka darshan karne ja rahe hain." Uncle aur Adi unke ghar gaye kapde badalne, "Hum jaldi aa jaayenge Ananya," bola uncle jaate hue wink karke. Mummy ne sundar saree pehni—red silk wali heavy border ki, kamar poori khuli navel chamak raha tha blouse ke neeche se, pet flat aur curvy hips highlight ho rahe the, makeup poora kiya bindi sindoor maang mein lagaya roleplay ke liye, lipstick pink halki gaalon pe blush. Uncle ne mummy ko dekha toh dil mein socha "Abhi yahan hi pyar kar loon isse... kitni hot lag rahi hai jaan, yeh saree mein curves dekh kar control nahi ho raha," nazar cleavage pe gayi marks chhupane ki koshish mein lekin thoda sa nazar aa raha tha blouse ke low cut se. Ek ghante baad hum ek bade temple gaye car se, raste mein uncle ne mummy ki taraf dekha, "Ananya, tum aaj bilkul devi lag rahi ho... mera dil dhadak raha hai tumhare saath mandir jaane se." Mummy sharm se hasi, "Chup karo Mukesh ji... bacche sun rahe hain, serious ho jao." Car se utarte hue uncle ne mummy ke blouse mein bra strap fix kiya ungliyaan cleavage ke paas touch hui teasingly, mummy chonki, "Mukesh ji... bacche dekh rahe hain, bas karo." Mummy Ishaan ko god mein liye the, hum sab andar gaye mandir ke, bhakt logon ki bheed mein. Mummy aur uncle saath saath chal rahe the, uncle ka haath mummy ki kamar pe halka sa rakha tha protective way mein, mummy ko mehsoos ho raha tha har touch, dil dhadak raha tha "Yeh roleplay... kitna real lag raha hai." Line mein pahunch kar uncle ne Pandit ji se bola proudly, "Pandit ji, yeh meri biwi Ananya hai... blessings dijiye hum sabko, nayi shuruaat ke liye." Mummy shocked ho gayi, kuch boli nahi, chehra laal ho gaya sharm se, Pandit ne mummy ke cleavage aur arms pe red marks dekhe—love bites saaf chamak rahe the, samajh gaya raat ka pyar hua hai is pati patni ke beech, muskuraya jaise jaanta ho sab. Pandit ji ne poocha kindly, "Beta, is sundar bache ka naam kya hai? Kitna pyara hai." Mummy muskurayi sharm se, Ishaan ko sehlaate hue, "Pandit ji, yeh Ishaan hai mera chhota sa... aur yeh Adi aur Sonu hain humare bade bete." Mummy ne kaha softly, "Bless kar dijiye Ishaan ko sabse pehle, uski raksha ho." Pandit ji ne blessings diye haath rakhte hue Ishaan ke sir pe, phir bola, "Ab jaao mandir mein prarthna karo, bhagwan sab theek kar denge." Prarthna ke baad priest ne mummy se kaha traditionally, "Beta, ghunghat kar lo sir pe saree se aur pati ji ke charan chhuo, ashirwad lo." Mummy jaanti thi yeh roleplay hai par dil mein halchal aayi, ghunghat kiya saree ke pallu se, jhuk kar uncle ke dono paaon chhue—boobs jhukte hue cleavage expose ho gaya thoda sa blouse se, uncle ne forehead pe kiss kiya loving, "Shukriya jaan... tu meri devi hai." Mummy ka dil pighal gaya, uthi aur uncle ke saath chali gayi, adhe ghante baad hum sab car mein baith gaye, ghar wapas jane ke liye, mummy ki saansein abhi bhi tez chal rahi thi uncle ki kiss aur roleplay se.

Ghar pahunch kar mummy ne saree badli jaldi se, bathroom gayi bra utaarne aur blouse pehenne—boobs free ho gaye ab heavy heavy, doodh se nipples geele, mirror mein dekha marks aur sochi "Yeh sab mandir mein dikhe hoga pandit ji ko... sharm toh hui." Bedroom mein wapas aayi blouse ke upar se, uncle aur mummy thoda time spend kar rahe the bed pe, uncle mummy ko paas kheencha. Hum toys se khel rahe the corner mein, excited cars se. Uncle ko mann tha mummy ka navel chusne ka fir se, bola teasingly low voice mein, "Ananya... bas ek quick navel suck karlo, raat se mann hai abhi bhi, mandir jaane ke baad aur mann kar raha hai." Mummy ne pehle mana kiya sharm se, "Nahi Mukesh ji, bacche yahan hain... mat karo abhi, dekh lenge." Par uncle ne force kiya loving way mein, haath se kamar pakad li dheere se, "Bas ek minute jaan, quick... promise, sirf navel, aur tum meri wife ho ab, yeh toh mera haq hai." Mummy ne humein dekha, hum focus nahi kar rahe the toys mein cars bhagane mein, toh allow kar di sharm se, "Theek hai... jaldi khatam karo, aur awaaz mat karna." Uncle khush ho gaye, mummy ko paas kheencha bed pe, muh pet pe laga diya aur navel chusne lage—tongue andar daali deep, zor se suck kiya loving pressure se, mummy ne lips kaat li tension mein, humein dekhti rahi khelte hue, moan dheere se nikal gaya, "Umm… Mukesh, bas... aaah, dhire." Uncle ka ek haath boobs ki taraf gaya squeeze karne naughty intention se, par mummy ne jaldi haath hata diya, "Nahi yeh mat karo please" Uncle ne navel aur pet chusna jaari rakha dheere dheere, maine unhein dekha ek baar par fir Adi se khelne laga cars se, mummy ka chehra laal sharm se mix tha, sochi "Yeh kya ho raha hai... Mukesh ji ka yeh pyar ruk nahi raha."

Adhe ghante baad uncle ko office jaana tha, mummy darwaze tak drop karne gayi living room se, uncle ne kamar pakad li achanak aur diwar se sata diya gently, lips pe romantic kiss kar diya deep—mummy ke boobs uncle ki chhati pe crush ho gaye tight tight, saansein ruk gayi excitement se. Mummy sharm se nazar neeche, "Jao na Mukesh ji... office pahunch jao safe." Uncle chale gaye, mummy wapas aayi bedroom mein, blouse utaara aur topless ho gayi—boobs doodh se leak kar rahe the pressure se build up the, nipples geele geele chamak rahe the, gori skin pe raat ke marks abhi bhi laal. Mujhse boli softly, "Beta, do glass laa na kitchen se... Main glass laaya, mummy bed pe baith gayi, boobs masle haath se aur glass mein doodh bhara chup chup ki awaaz ke saath, tension release hote hue. Humne piya zor zor se, "Mummy, yeh doodh kitna tasty hai aaj!" Lunch se pehle aur baad mein hum mummy se chipak kar rest kiye bed pe, har movement mein humare chehre boobs ko touch karte rahe accidentally, soft softness mehsoos hoti rahi, Adi mummy ke geele nipples ko dekhta raha chupke se, mann tha chusne ka hard par himmat nahi hui bolne ki, bas nazar atak gayi tension mein, mummy notice kar gayi par kuch boli nahi, sirf smile di pyar se.

Lunch ke baad jab hum cuddle kar rahe the bed pe, mummy ki god mein Ishaan aur hum dono sides mein chipke, uncle ka call aaya. Mummy ne uthaya, aadhe ghanta tak baat hoti rahi dono ki.

Snacks di mummy ne humein garam garam biscuit aur doodh ke saath. 5 baje uncle ne darwaza khatkhataya, mummy blouse pehen rahi thi abhi half, buttons hook kar rahi thi boobs adjust karte hue, Adi ne darwaza khola excited, "Papa aa gaye!" Uncle andar aaye, mummy ko bed pe dekha topless almost aur paas gaye, Unhone mummy ko pakad liya aur smooch lene lage passionate, uncle ne haath kamar pe rakha ghumate hue.
Adhe ghante baad uncle lete the bed pe casually, bole lovingly, "Chalo Ananya, park chalte." Mummy maan gayi smile se, edge pe baith gayi bed ke, mujhse boli, "Beta, ek bra laa na mummy ki... woh wali pink silk ki." Main laaya bedroom se, mummy ke saamne khada ho gaya, mummy ne apna blouse khola aur topless ho gai, boobs saaf dikh rahe the perfect shape, nipples geele fir se tension se, uncle bed se dekhte rahe naughty nazar se mummy ki peet. Bra pehni mummy ne, phir blouse. Uncle ne kaha teasingly, "Aaj bra mat pehano ananya... blouse hi kaafi hai." Mummy ne poocha confused, "Kyun Mukesh ji?" Uncle ne bola, " Blouse already tight hai tumhari figure ke liye, bra pehanogi toh aur dab jayega... phir dard hoga, mummy hesitate kar rahi thi. mummy boli – Magar… itne mein Mukesh uncle ne mummy ko katte hue kaha - tum meri wife ho ab, koi ghoor nahi payega park mein." Mummy hesitate karke blouse kholi fir se, bra utaari slowly—boobs side se uncle ko dikh rahe the bouncing thoda sa, mujhe 100% saaf nazar aa rahe the perfect round, mummy sharm se jaldi blouse pehni buttons hook karte hue, phir makeup lagaya lipstick kajal gaalon pe blush daala.

Park jaane se pehle uncle ne fir smooch kiya mummy ko bedroom mein humare saamne. Phir hum park gaye car mein, shaam ki hawa mein ghumte rahe, mummy ki kamar uncle ka haath touch kar raha tha bench pe baithte hue. Dinner ke baad main aur Adi cartoon dekh rahe the TV pe excited, has has kar, mummy aur uncle sofa pe close baithe the, uncle ka ek haath mummy ke kandhe pe rakha tha loving, mummy Ishaan ko doodh pila rahi thi god mein, chup chup ki suckling awaaz aa rahi thi rhythmic, uncle ko ab aadat ho gayi thi yeh scene dekhne ki, bas nazar boobs pe teasingly atki rehti, mummy notice kar rahi thi par smile deti rahi. 10 minute baad mummy ne bola softly, "Bacho, ab bed pe chalo... so jao, kal college hai, cartoon band kar do." Hum uth gaye, "Haan mummy, good night," aur bedroom gaye letne.

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5 minute baad hum sab bed pe chale gaye, mummy ne pehle Ishaan ko uske baby bed mein araam se sulaya, kapda odh di uspe aur kiss kiya forehead pe, "So ja mera bacha” Phir woh dressing table ki chair pe baith gayi, mirror mein khud ko dekhti rahi, chehra thoda laal sa tha raat ki baaton se, pallu ko sambhalte hue. Uncle mummy ke peeche khade the, unke haath dheere se mummy ke kandhon pe rakhe aur massage karne lage—ungliyaan halke halke dabate hue, mirror mein mummy ki aankhon se aankhen mili, uncle ne muskurate hue bola, "Ananya... kitni sundar lag rahi ho tu, yeh sharm tumhara chehra aur chamka deti hai." Mummy sharm se nazar neeche kar li, awaaz dheemi si, "Mukesh... bas karo." Par uncle ke haath ka touch itna araam de raha tha ki woh ruk nahi paayi, sirf halke se kandhe hilaye.

Adi aur main bed pe let gaye, humein pata tha doodh aane wala hai toh hum chillaye nahi, bas excited hokar wait kar rahe the, maine Adi se dheere se bola, "Shhh... mummy laayegi ab." Mummy ne uncle ko dekha mirror mein aur boli, "Mukesh, aap bhi bed pe aa jao... bacche wait kar rahe hain." Uncle ne haan mein sir hilaaya, haath hataaye aur bed pe chale gaye, wahan let gaye kinaare pe, phir apni shirt utaar di, white banyan bhi nikaal diya—poori chhati nangi ho gayi, mazboot muscles chamak rahe the lamp ki roshni mein, baal halke se. Mummy ne side se jhalak dekhi par himmat nahi hui poora dekhne ki, sochi "Arre... itne strong hain, sharm aa rahi hai dekh kar," bas apne aap ko mirror mein dekhti rahi, blouse ke andar bra nahi thi toh boobs ka shape saaf dikh raha tha tight fabric se, cleavage deep aur inviting. Woh chudiyaan utaarne lagi haathon se, ting ting ki awaaz aayi kamre mein, phir mangalsutra nikaala gale se hesitate karte hue table pe rakhi. Payal bhi utaari paaon se, ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi, mummy uthi aur saree unwrap karne lagi—pallu neeche girate hue, saree ki layers dheere dheere khul gai, gori kamar poori exposed ho gayi, navel chamak raha tha mirror mein. Uncle bed se muskurata hua dekhte rahe, "Ananya... dil kar raha hai abhi uth jaun." Mummy sharm se chehra hata liya, "Chup karo Mukesh ji... bas dekh lo, aur kuch mat bolo," par andar se tension badh rahi thi unki nazar se.

Mummy ne do glass uthaye kitchen jaane ko, uncle ki taraf dekha ek baar, "Main doodh nikal leti hoon bacho ke liye... aap so jao na." Kitchen mein gayi, bra nahi thi toh blouse ke andar boobs free the, heavy heavy hil rahe the chalte hue, kitchen ke counter pe baith gayi aur blouse ke buttons khole—ek ek kar ke, boobs bahar aaye poore, doodh se bhare hue, nipples pe boondein tapak rahi thi already pressure se. Haathon se masalne lagi, glass mein doodh nichorna shuru ki, chup chup ki awaaz aayi, "Umm... itna doodh aaj, smooch ki wajah se pressure badh gaya hai sayad," sochi sharm se, 10 minute lage poore nichorne mein, boobs halke ho gaye thoda sa lekin abhi bhi doodh tha. Mummy wapas bedroom aayi, sirf blouse aur petticoat mein, pallu nahi tha toh deep cleavage poora exposed ho raha tha, blouse ke dono taraf doodh ke wet patches ban gaye the nichorne se, geele geele chamak rahe the fabric pe. Hum glass lete hue bole, "Mummy, doodh!" Mummy ne diye, muskurayi, "Piyo beta poora." Uncle ne dekha blouse mein wet patches, wo muskuraye naughtly, humse bola, "bacho, papa ko bhi thoda doodh milega na? Share karo." Mummy ne weird face banaya sharm se, "Mukesh ji... yeh kya," par chup rahi. Uncle ne dono glass se thoda thoda piya, ankhen band karke bola, "Wah Ananya... kitna tasty hai yeh, creamy aur meetha, jaise pyar ka ras." Mummy ignore kar di, sharm se nazar hata li, lights off karne gayi, sirf night bulb jala diya halki roshni ke liye, sochi "Yeh mukesh... kitne naughty ho gaye hain aaj."

Lights dim hone ke baad uncle ne mummy ka haath pakda aur apni chhati pe kheencha—poora jism chipka diya, mummy ka chehra surprise se, "Mukesh ji... achanak!" Dono haath uncle ki nangi chhati pe the, baalon mein phans gaye, uncle ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Humne bola, "Good night mummy, good night uncle." Mummy ne jaldi se reply diya, "Good night bacho... so jao araam se." Uncle ne bhi bola, "Good night mere bacho." Phir uncle ne mummy ke kaan mein dheere se bola, "Ananya... lipstick laga lo na pink wali." Mummy hesitate kiya, "Abhi? Raat ko? par thodi der mein uthi dressing table pe, pink lipstick lagayi mirror mein dekhte hue, chehra aur chamak utha, sochi "Yeh sab... romantic lag raha hai par sharm bhi aa rahi hai." Wapas aayi toh uncle ne fir se kheencha, is baar mummy ko upar kiya apne upar, phir ghuma kar khud upar aa gaye, uncle ne wild kiss karne lage—lips pe zor zor se, mummy ki saansein ruk gayi, haath uncle ki peeth pe ghumne lage. 10 minute kiss karte rahe, uncle ne fir kaan chusne shuru kiye—pehle ek kaan, tongue se tease karte hue, mummy moan karne lagi dheere se, "Aah... Mukesh, dhire... umm." Phir dusra kaan, chus chus kar laal kar diya, mummy ka jism kamp raha tha sharm aur maza se. Kaano ke baad uncle ne chehra neeche slide kiya boobs ki taraf, blouse pe muh lagaya aur smell kiya—doodh ki khushboo aa rahi thi wet patches se, "Umm... yeh khushboo jaan, kitni intoxicating hai," bole uncle teasingly. Mummy sharm se haath uncle ke sir pe rakha, "Bas karo na..." par uncle ne smell karte hue blouse pe kiss kiye, raat aur gehri ho gayi pyar ki. Mukesh uncle ne wahi kiya jo who pichali raat ko kiye the lekin aaj aur wild tha.

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Part 7

Subah ka ek aur sundar din tha, lekin aaj mummy aur Mukesh uncle der tak so rahe the kyunki uncle apni nayi 'wife' se raat bhar nahi thake tha—woh poori raat bhar mummy ko chum rahe the. Subah bhi uncle mummy ko apne mazboot baahon mein jakde hue pakde hue the, jaise koi chhoti ladki apne teddy bear ko neend mein dabaye hue hoti hai. Mummy ki neend khuli, woh abhi bhi bilkul thaki hui mehsoos kar rahi thi, pichali raat ke saere smooches aur chumma-chati se unka jism 2-3 baje tak use hota raha tha uncle ki saari urges aur needs ko shaant karne ke liye. ab uncle 'daddy' ban gaye the mere liye. Mummy sochne lagi, unki memory thodi blurry thi, raat ki bohot si baatein yaad nahi aa rahi thi—kuch zyada nahi hua tha actually, bas kisses, tight hugs aur wild smooches hi toh the. Mummy ne dheere se uncle ki dono baahon se khud ko alag karne ki koshish ki, uthna mushkil tha lekin woh bed pe baith gayi, uski spine mein halka sa dard ho raha tha jaise Mukesh uncle ne zor se dabaya ho.

Mummy ne nange Mukesh uncle ko dekha, woh zyada muscular lag rahe the, unke chehre pe poori satisfaction nazar aa rahi thi jaise saari raat ka maza mil gaya ho. Mummy ne unke haathon ko dekha—unke hath rough aur mazboot the, bilkul tight grip wale. Uncle ki body se mummy ki khushboo aa rahi thi aur mummy ki body se unki—jaise dono ek dusre mein ghul gaye hon. Phir mummy ne khud ko dekha mirror mein, unka blouse kandhon se neeche sarak gaya tha, mummy ko yaad aaya ki uncle ne raat mein unka blouse kiss aur bite karne ke liye neeche kiya tha.


Mummy ke deep cleavage pe laal laal lovebites saaf dikh rahe the, tight blouse ka top button loose ho gaya tha pressure se. Mummy ne notice kiya, aur dono taraf blouse pe doodh ke bohot saare sukhe dag the—woh uncle ki nangi chhati aur mazboot baahon ke muscles se tight squeeze hone ki wajah se bane the. Mummy ne jaldi se blouse kandhon pe upar kheencha, apne adhe expose hue milky chuchiyo ko chhupaya, phir ek towel uthaya aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Kuch der baad uncle jaag gaye aur nange chest hi balcony ki taraf chale gaye.

Mummy ne nahane ke baad bathroom ka darwaza thoda sa khola, dekha uncle kahan hai—jab dikha ki woh nahi hai, tab poora darwaza khol kar bahar aayi, abhi bhi wahi blouse aur petticoat mein. Darwaza band kiya aur naya blouse pehane lagi, laal saree pahen li—nahane ke baad woh chamak rahi thi poori tarah, baal ponchhne ke baad mummy kitchen ki taraf badhi. Uncle balcony mein khade the. Mummy ne hum charon ke liye nashta banaya—parathe, garam doodh aur anda. Uncle bedroom mein wapas aa gaye aur mummy ke aane ka intezaar karne lage. 30 minute baad mummy bedroom ki taraf aayi humein jagane, lekin uncle wait karte karte bore ho gaye toh woh kitchen ki taraf dekhne chala gaye.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle ne mummy ko aate dekha, unhone raaste mein hi mummy ko pakad liya aur diwar se sata diya.


Uncle ne mummy ke sujh gaye kissable honthon ko apne honthon mein poora ghusa liya, jaise koi bhookhe sher ho. Mummy ka reaction—usne jaldi se haath uncle ki chhati pe rakh diya is sudden attack se, lekin kuch hi palo mein woh uncle ka saath dene lagi. Mummy kiss se moan kar rahi thi, "Umm... aah," uske honthon pe lipstick lagi thi aur uncle use chus chus kar nikal rahe the. Kuch minute baad mummy ne alag kiya, saans lete hue boli, "Kya kar rahe ho Mukesh? Itni subah subah..." Uncle ne mummy ki kamar ko mazboot pakda aur mummy ko kareeb kheencha aur gale pe kiss karne lage, mummy ne aur zor se moan kiya, "Aahh... Mukesh ji, dhire..." mummy ki peeth pe ek arch ban gaya, boobs uncle ki chhati se poore dab gaye. Kuch minute baad mummy ne fir alag kiya, sharma kar boli, "Kitna karoge Mukesh, abhi subah ho gayi hai, raat ko toh kitna pareshan kiya tha mujhe—thoda rest toh do na." Uncle muskuraye aur bole, "Tumse toh man hi nahi bharta Ananya, bilkul jaise nasha ho gaya ho jaya ho tumhara. Theek hai jaan, abhi jao bacchon ke paas." Mummy humare bedroom ki taraf badhi, uncle ne peeche se mummy ki ass pe halka sa thappad maara aur naughty smile diya. Mummy peeche mud kar unki aankhon mein dekhi, sharm se muskurayi aur darwaze ke andar gayab ho gayi.

Mummy ne humein jagaya, "Sonu, Adi beta, utho na... fresh ho jao aur nashte ke liye aa jao." Hum bathroom gaye ek ek karke, mummy Ishaan ko sambhal rahi thi. Adi aur main dining table pe baith gaye. Uncle newspaper padh rahe the. Humne bola, "Good morning uncle/papa!" Uncle ne muskurate hue reply diya, "Good morning mere baccho, kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy Ishaan ko lekar aayi aur uncle ko de di, god mein rakhne ko, boli, "Lo Mukesh, thoda sambhalo ise... main nashta lekar laati hoon." Mummy kitchen gayi aur garam parathe, anda aur doodh le aayi sabke liye.

Nashta karte hue maine mummy se poocha, "Mummy, yeh tumhare pet pe aur dudh ke upar wala laal nishan kya hai?" Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, woh bhi mummy ko hi deke rahe the. Mummy sharma ke boli, "beta, yeh kisi keede ne kaat liya tha... fikar mat karo Sonu, theek ho jayega." Uncle ka chehra thoda kharab ho gaya 'keeda' sun kar, jaise irritate hue hon. Mummy ne unki taraf dekha aur halki si muskurahat di. Nashta khatam hone ke baad mummy humein bedroom le gayi college ke liye ready karne. Bedroom mein Adi aur main pants mein the, mummy jhuk kar humare college shirts ke buttons band kar rahi thi—uski saree thodi neeche sarak gayi, gori kamar aur navel expose ho gaya tension build karte hue. Mujhe aur adi ko mummy ke dono dudu dikh rahe the. Adi mummy ka ek chucha chune laga ek hath se. mummy unko smile karte hue dekh rahi thi. Tabhi uncle peeche se aaye, mummy ko dekhte hue unke mann mein naughty khayal aaya. Unhone dono haathon se mummy ki kamar mazboot pakdi, mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Uncle ne apne crotch se mummy ki wide ass pe ek bada sa jhatka diya. Mummy bed pe gir padi, zor se moan kiya, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh!"

Ready hone ke baad uncle bhi office ke liye tayyar hue. Uncle ne mummy se bola, "Aaj shaam ko tailor launga, tumhare saare blouses stitch karwa dunga—tight fitting wale." Mummy ne sharma kar ke boli, "Theek hai husband... jaise tum chaho." Adi aur main uncle ki car mein wait kar rahe the. Aur ander uncle mummy ko diwar se sata kar honth chus rahe the. Uncle ne ek hath mummy ke dudh pe Rakha lekin mummy ne hath hata diya. Phir main gate pe mummy ne ghunghat kiya, jhuk kar uncle ke paaon chhuye aur boli, "Goodbye Mukesh ji... office mein khayal rakhna, safe drive karna." Uncle ne muskurate hue uske gaal pe halka sa touch kiya, "Haan jaan, tum bhi ghar sambhalo... shaam ko milte hain."

Uncle ne humein college drop kiya aur office chale gaye. Mummy ne ghar saaf kiya, phir uncle ke ghar bhi gayi wahan saaf-safai karne—saree ki kamar thodi khuli hui thi jhukte-jhukte, gori pet aur navel chamak raha tha. Dopahar mein thak kar rest karne aa gai bedroom mein, soch rahi thi subah uncle ne bed pe kaise dhakka diya tha—dil dhadak gaya tha. 2:30 baje scooty pe mummy college gayi aur 3:10 baje humein le aayi. Scooty pe maine mummy ka pet ko jor se pakda hua tha. Saree navel ke neeche bandhi hui thi, exposing kamar. Ghar me hame mummy ne snacks diya, hum bedroom gaye kapde badalne. Woh bhi aayi, mummy aaj darwaza lock karna bhool gayi. Humne bola, "Mummy, blouse utaaro... dudu dikho." Mummy ne ek ek karke blouse utaari aur table pe rakha—dudu bounce karte hue bahar aaye, heavy aur full. Woh bed pe let gayi, "Chalo beta, aa jao mere paas... pehle glass mein doodh pilati hoon." Mummy ke poore jism pe laal nishaan the—navel se sir tak—lekin pehle humein glass mein doodh nichora, chup-chup ki awaaz aayi.

Aaj mummy itni thak gayi thi ki hume cuddle karte hi so gayi. Woh side ways leti thi, Adi ka chehra mummy ke dono boobs ke beech gehra dabba hua tha aur main mummy ke upar tha. 4 baje uncle aaye, darwaza khula hua tha isiliye wo dheere se andar aa gaye. Unhone dekha ki mummy so rahi thi—upar se poori nangi, sirf saree neeche thi lekin blouse aur bra nahi tha. Uncle ne dekha main mummy ke upar tha aur Adi saamne, mummy ke dono haath Adi pe lapet rakhe the. Uncle ko sirf mummy ki gori peeth dikh rahi thi—bohot tempting thi woh nazar aane ke liye. Uncle ko bohot pyara laga ki mummy unke chhote bete ko itna pyar de rahi hai. Woh kareeb aaye. Main jaag gaya, uncle ko peeche khade dekha. Uncle ne ishara kiya chup rehne ka aur aankh mari. Main mummy se utar kar bed pe baith gaya. Uncle ne shirt kholi, vest utaara—poori chhati nangi ho gayi, mere papa se badi aur baal bhari hui. Shirt-vest utarne ke baad belt bhi kholi. Dheere se bed pe mummy ke peeche let gaye. Mummy ki peeth pe haath phiraya, mummy neend mein hil gayi, tingling mehsoos karne lagi. Uncle ne peeth pe kuch baar kiss bhi kiye. Main sab dekh raha tha lekin kuch nahi bola.

Uncle ne ab apni ek mazboot baah mummy ki kamar pe lapeti, pet ke flesh ko poore haath mein pakda aur mummy ko tight kheench liya kareeb. Adi ka sir mummy ke dudh se alag ho gaya. Mummy jaag gayi. Ek haath Adi ke sir pe aur dusra uski peeth pe rakha tha. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Mummy darr gayi, realize hua ki woh topless hai, poori sharam se chehra laal. Jaldi Adi ka sir wapas boobs pe daba li taki Mukesh uncle kuch kar ya dekh na paye, adi ke sir se chhupane ki koshish ki apne dono dudu ko. Ab kya kare pata nahi. Uncle ne aur tight pakda, haath pet pe ghumaya, ungli navel mein daali. Mummy moan ki, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh, bas karo na!" Uncle peeth aur gale pe kiss karne lage, bite karte hue—mummy moan kar rahi thi, Adi ka chehra aur tight boobs pe daba diya. Pressure se nipples se doodh spray hone laga Adi ke kapdo pe. Kuch der baad uncle ne peeche se kiss karte karte mummy ko ghumaya, ab woh saamne thi—dono boobs bohot jiggle kar rahe the.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle mummy ko ghumane lage, mummy ne jaldi se dono haathon se apne dono boobs ko cover kar liya—ek nipple se toh doodh continuously spray jaisa tapak raha tha, pressure se ruk hi nahi raha tha. Uncle ne poori tarah se mummy ko ghumaya, aur pehli baar saamne se dekha—mummy ka deep navel itna beautiful tha, voluptuous figure gori aur halki laal skin ke saath chamak raha tha jaise koi painting ho. Boobs toh haathon se cover the lekin nipples ke around ka soft flesh saaf dikh raha tha, heavy boobs haathon se bahar sarak rahe the. Uncle ne muskurate hue mummy ki aankhon mein dekha, "Ananya... kitni perfect lag rahi ho tum abhi, jaise meri jaan hi ho." Mummy ka chehra irritate ho gaya, woh peeche mudne ki koshish kar rahi thi sharm se, "Mukesh... bas karo na, yeh kya dekh rahe ho aise." Uncle ne ignore kiya aur seedha mummy ko kiss karne lage, dono baahon se tight pakad liya taaki mummy ke nange boobs uski nangi chhati se poore dab jayen—softness uncle ke mazboot muscles pe crush ho gayi, mummy ki saansein ruk si gayi. Mummy ne haath alag karne ki koshish ki, awaaz mein ghabrahat, "Mukesh ji... pehle mujhe cover toh karne do na, phir jo karna hai kar lena... bacche bhi yahan hain." Uncle ne bilkul ignore kiya, seedha gale pe muh laga diya, neck suck karte hue bite kiye halke se—mummy submit kar gayi, moan nikal gaya, "Umm... aah, dhire Mukesh..." Dono haath uncle ki chhati pe the, push karne ke liye lekin saath bhi de rahi thi. Uncle ki chhati aur bedsheet dono geele ho rahe the mummy ke nipples se spray hone wale doodh se, lekin uncle ko koi parwah nahi thi, woh toh poore 10 minute tak mummy ko consume karte rahe—kiss, bites, tight hugs. Aakhir mein alag hue, mummy jaldi se uthi boobs cover karte hue, blouse uthaya aur peeche mud gayi. Uncle ne fir se peeth pe kiss kiya, "Jaan, mat gussa karo... tum meri ho ab." Mummy ne ignore kiya, sharm se chehra laal, jaldi se blouse pehna—buttons hook karte hue haath kamp rahe the, saree ka pallu thoda fisal gaya tha kamar expose karte hue, lekin woh fix nahi kar payi turant.

Blouse pehenne ke baad bhi mummy ka blouse center se geela hota ja raha tha kyunki nipples andar hi spray kar rahe the, pressure ruk nahi raha tha—geele patches ban rahe the, shape saaf dikh raha tha tight fabric se. Uncle ki nazar wahan atak gayi, lust bhari hui, "Ananya... yeh doodh ruk hi nahi raha tumhara, blouse poora geela ho raha hai. Jaldi fix karo, tailor 20 minute mein aa jayega—maine office se hi call kar diya tha usko." Mummy ko fikar hui, chehra aur laal, "Arre Mukesh... ab kya karun? Tailor aa gaya toh kya sochega?" Woh peeche mud gayi, humein—mujhe aur Adi ko sab dikhne laga, uncle ko peeth dikha rahi thi. Haathon se blouse ke upar se dono nipples ko poke karne lagi, rub karne lagi, twist karne lagi umeed mein ki ruk jayega milk ka spray—lekin pressure aur badh gaya, geela patch bada hone laga, "Uff... ruk kyun nahi raha yeh? Kitna embarrassing hai." Uncle ne suggest kiya naughty tone mein, "Ananya, tension mat lo... Sonu aur Adi ko bolo, woh dono chus len doodh—tailor aane se pehle hi khatam ho jayega. Bacche hain na, unko kya pata." Hum dono ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi, excited ho gaye, "Haan mummy/aunty! Haan, hum theek kar denge... saara doodh pi lenge, promise!" Mummy sharm se neeche dekhi.

Mummy ne Adi ki taraf dekha, pyar se muskurayi lekin serious awaaz mein, "Adi beta, ab se 'aunty' mat bolna mujhe... jaise Sonu bolta hai waise hi 'mummy' bolna, theek hai? Tu bhi mera beto ho ab." Adi ne khush hokar sir hilaya, "Okay mummy... ab se mummy hi bolunga!" Mummy ne uske gaal pe haath fera, smile di, "Achha beta." Phir uncle ki taraf mud kar, gusse aur sharm se, "Mukesh ji... yeh galat idea hai bilkul. Bacche ab bade ho gaye hain, unko aise suck karne dena... nahi theek nahi lagta. Koi aur tarika socho na." Uncle ne shoulder shrug kiya, calm lekin firm, "Arre Ananya, agar tumhare paas koi better idea hai toh batao na—time toh kam hai. Tailor aa jayega abhi." Mummy tense ho gayi, sochne lagi, haath se blouse dabaya geele patch ko chhupane ko—koi idea nahi tha uske paas, sir hilaya naa mein. Uncle ne fir bola, "Dekho ananya, fikar mat karo... yeh dono itne innocent hain, galat samjhenge kaise? Tum apne dono beto pe bharosa nahi karti kya?" Mummy ne uncle ki aankhon mein dekha, soft ho gayi thoda, "Karti hoon Mukesh... bohot karti hoon, jaanti hoon yeh dono kitne masoom hain, kuch galat nahi sochege. Bas... yeh sab thoda awkward lag raha hai." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Toh phir time waste mat karo, jaldi kar lo—tailor aa jaiga kabhi bhi."

Mummy ne hesitate kiya ek second, phir blouse ke buttons khol diye—boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples se doodh tapak raha tha abhi bhi. Woh bed pe let gayi, humein bulaya, "Chalo beta... Sonu, Adi... aa jao, dono nipples pe suck karo aur saara doodh pi lo jaldi. Bas thoda sa hi, theek hai?" Hum dono bina time waste kiye aage badhe, har ek ne ek nipple haath se pakda—mummy zor se moan ki, "Aah... dhire bacho, haath se mat pakdo aise." Mummy ne kaha, "Chuso badmaasho, haath se mat pakdo—muh mein lo poora." Adi aur maine turant leaking nipples muh mein daal diye, zor zor se suck karne lage—chup chup ki awaaz aayi kamre mein, doodh garam garam nikal raha tha. Mummy ne dono haathon se humare baal pakde, moan kar rahi thi dheere se, "Umm... haan bacho, aise hi... achha lag raha hai." Uncle kareeb aa gaye, mummy ki nangi kamar pe dono haath rakhe, ek ungli navel mein daal di—mummy control nahi kar payi, jism kamp gaya, "Mukesh... aah, mat karo abhi." Humne ab poore boobs haathon mein le liye, squeeze karne lage taaki aur doodh nikle—Adi aur main nipples ko muh mein stretch kar rahe the, zor se chus rahe. Mummy moaning continue, "Ohh... beta, dhire... umm." Uncle mummy ke kandhe se jhuk kar humein dekh rahe the, sucking scene se bohot turned on ho gaye—poore boobs dikh rahe the, sirf nipples muh mein the. 5 minute baad humne muh aur khola, jitna ho sake boobs ka flesh andar liya, press karte hue—mummy ki saansein tez, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi thi jhatke se, gori pet expose ho gaya tension badhate hue.

Tabhi darwaze pe knock hua—tailor tha, darwaza khula tha lekin woh andar nahi aaya, zor se bola, "Koi hai ghar pe? Tailor hoon main, appointment pe aaya hoon." Hum charon surprise ho gaye, mummy darr gayi, chehra laal sharm se—boobs abhi bhi humare muh ke paas the. Mummy ne jaldi uncle se kaha, "Mukesh... jao na, usse baat karo aur andar mat aane do abhi! Please." Uncle uth kar shirt pehni, belt band ki aur bahar gaye. Do minute aur hum suck karte rahe, phir mummy ne kaha, "Bas beta... enough ab, ruk jao. Theek ho gaya." Humne alag kiya, mummy uthi boobs dabate hue, almirah ki taraf gayi naya blouse lene—chalte hue petticoat thoda neeche sarak gaya, wide hips aur gori thighs ki line dikh gayi tension ke liye. Baal fix kiye, blouse pehna aur living room mein aayi, pallu sambhalte hue.

Uncle tailor ko andar laaye, mummy ne muskurate hue haath jod liye, "Namaste ji... aaiye na." Tailor ne mummy ko dekha—uski beauty pe nazar atki, muskuraya, "Namaste madam... aap hi Ananya ji ho na? Kitni sundar lag rahi ho." Mummy ne sharma kar ke bola, "Haan ji... thank you. Baithiye na." Tailor hans kar bola, "Arre madam, aapke husband ne toh security officer walon ko bhej diya mere dukaan pe—bole 5 baje ghar aao, kapde stitch karne. Dara gaya tha main, phir Mukesh sir ka naam suna toh rahat hui... hamare DGP sir hain na woh." Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, halki si smile di—tailor ne 'husband' bola toh dil dhadka thoda, lekin ignore kiya. "Ji, bas blouse fix karwane the... chaliye, bedroom mein dikha deti hoon." Mummy tailor ko bedroom le gayi, uncle bhi saath aaye. Mummy ne almirah se saare blouses nikale, table pe rakhe—ek ek karke dikhaye, "Yeh dekho ji, yeh sab tight ho gaye hain... thoda loose kar dena."

Tailor ne poocha, "Madam, kya exactly fixing chahiye in blouses mein? Size badhana hai ya kuch aur?" Mummy bolne lagi, "Ji, bas thoda loose..." lekin uncle ne beech mein bol diya, "Bhaiya, sleeves chhote bana dena aur cleavage deep—tight fitting rakhna, lekin stylish." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Theek hai sir, bilkul aise hi kar dunga." Mummy surprised ho gayi, socha tha uncle bigger size ki baat karenge lekin unhone sleeves shorter aur cleavage deeper bola. Mummy sharp nazar se uncle ko dekhene lagi, "Mukesh... yeh kya keh rahe ho?" Uncle ne ignore kiya, muskuraya bas. Tailor ne aakhir mein bola, "Madam, measurement toh lena padega ab... tape se." Mummy ne haan mein sir hilaya, "Haan ji, theek hai... le lo." Woh tailor ke paas gayi, uncle closely dekh rahe the. Tailor ne pehle arms ka measurement liya tape se, phir bola, "Madam, haath upar karo taaki breast ka sahi size le saku." Mummy ne haath upar kiye—saree ka pallu thoda fisla, cleavage deep ho gaya expose karte hue—tabhi uncle ruk gaye, "Ruko bhaiya, bahar wait karo zara living room mein." Mummy surprised, "Kya hua Mukesh? Kyun bhej rahe ho bahar?" Tailor bahar chala gaya. Uncle jealous nazar se, "Ananya... mujhe gussa aa gaya dekh kar. Woh buddha aadmi tere breasts ko touch karega? Nahi hone dunga." Mummy hans padi lekin control kiya, "Arre kya? Jealous ho gaye tum? Yeh toh tailor ka kaam hai, woh inappropriately nahi chhuega... mat socho aise." Uncle ne tape le liya, "Mujhe parwah nahi, dekh nahi saka main. Mai khud longa tumhara measurement. Haath upar karo fir se." Mummy muskurayi, "Achha theek hai... jealous pati ji," haath upar kiye, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi navel expose karte hue tension ke liye.

Uncle peeche se aaye, tape ko mummy ke boobs ke around blouse ke upar se lapeta—naughty hokar zor se kheencha taaki boobs tape pe press ho jayen, shape saaf feel hua. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi, irritate lekin muskurate hue, "Toh yeh isliye khud karna chahte the na? Jealousy ka bahana tha bas." Uncle hans pade, "Arre nahi jaan, jealousy toh sach thi... idea abhi aaya bas. Haha, mazaa aa gaya na?" Mummy bhi hans di, "Haan haan, mazaa toh aa raha hai... lekin dhire kheench lo." Uncle ne measurement liya, tight tha abhi bhi—35 inch bola. Phir tailor ko wapas bulaya, "Bhaiya, size 35 hai... baaki details le lo." Tailor ne sab note kiya, muskuraya, "Theek hai sir, madam... kal dopahar tak saare blouses ready kar ke launga. Yeh le ja raha hoon saath mein." Blouses le kar chala gaya dukaan pe.

Shaam ko hum charon ek naye park gaye—woh fancy wala jahan lights aur fountains the, ghumte rahe, mummy ki saree hawa mein ud rahi thi kamar expose karte hue, uncle ka haath uski waist pe rakha loving way mein tension build karte hue. Raat der tak wahan rahe, phir fancy restaurant mein dinner kiya—candle light mein, Italian food order kiye, wine bhi uncle ne mummy ke liye mangwaya thoda sa. Mummy sharm kar ke boli, "Mukesh... yeh sab itna fancy, bacche bhi hain na." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Jaan, aaj celebrate kar rahe hain hamare naye shuruaat ko... relax karo." Dinner ke baad ghar wapas aaye late night, sab thak kar so gaye.

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Bhaiya aisa scene dala karon naa ki mukesh uncle mummy ka doodh lardko ke saamne ya saath mein doodh choos raha hain basically adult breastfeeding

Sab hoga dost.

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Guys, is thread ko 5 star se like kardo please

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Update is coming tonight.

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Part 8

Subah ke 7:30 baj rahe the, aur ghar mein ek aisi shaanti thi jaise duniya abhi so rahi ho. Main aur Adi bed pe so rahe the, humare chhote chhote saansein room mein halki si gunj rahi thi—jaise do masoom bacche apne sapnon mein khone hue hon. Aaj Mukesh uncle jaldi uth gaye the, unka wide, hairy, nanga seena bed pe faila hua tha, aur mummy usi seene pe khush ho kar so rahi thi, jaise koi pyari si jaan unki baahon mein surakshit mehsoos kar rahi ho. Mummy ka ek haath uncle ke seene pe rakha tha, unke baalon mein phansa hua, aur dusra haath neeche ki taraf, lekin unka ek perfect boob poora uncle ke mazboot seene pe crush ho gaya tha—soft, gora flesh unke rough skin se chipka hua, jaise doodh bhara hua balloon dab gaya ho. Uncle ne neeche jhuk kar mummy ko dekha, uske chehre pe ek relaxing vibe thi—ankhen band, honth halke se khule, jaise raat ki thakaan abhi bhi uske jism mein basi ho, lekin uncle ke saath ek sukoon ki neend aa gayi ho. Uncle ka dil dheere se dhadak raha tha, soch rahe the, "Yeh Ananya... kitni masoom lag rahi hai abhi, jaise meri ho hi gayi ho poori tarah."

Mummy ne blouse toh pehna hua tha, lekin raat bhar ki intimacy se uske dono boobs mein doodh itna jama ho gaya tha ki woh heavy ho gaye the. har ek se thoda thoda leak ho raha tha, pressure se ruk nahi pa raha tha. Jo boob uncle ke seene pe rest kar raha tha, woh toh bilkul ek chhote se talab ki tarah doodh jama kar chuka tha—uncle ke hairy seene pe geela patch ban gaya tha, doodh ki chhoti chhoti boondein unke baalon mein phans gayi thi, aur halki si chamak aa rahi thi subah ki roshni mein. Uncle ne feel kiya woh garmi, woh wetness—unki nazar wahan atak gayi, dil mein ek naughty khayal aaya, "Arre yeh toh mera hi hai ab... kitna tasty lag raha hai yeh doodh." Mummy ki saree thodi neeche sarak gayi thi sote hue, gori kamar ka ek hissa expose ho gaya tha, navel ki line dikh rahi thi petticoat ke upar se, tension build karte hue—uncle ko man kar raha tha haath bhej den, lekin abhi bas dekhte rahe.

Uncle ko bilkul resist nahi ho pa raha tha—unki nazar mummy ke blouse pe gayi, jahan se ek bada sa nipple poke kar raha tha, fabric ke andar se saaf shape dikh raha tha, jaise keh raha ho "touch me." Uncle ne dheere se haath badhaya, ungli se us nipple ko halke se touch kiya, phir thoda sa circle banaya—mummy neend mein halki si hil gayi, lekin jaagi nahi. Uncle ne aur zor se pinch kiya naughty hokar, toh nipple se doodh aur zyada leak hone laga, blouse ka patch bada ho gaya, aur uncle ke seene pe jo talab tha woh aur gehra ho gaya. Uncle ka haath ab mummy ki peeth pe tha, dusre haath se unki gori skin ko rub kar rahe the—ungliyaan dheere dheere neeche sarak rahi thi, kamar ke curve ko feel karte hue, jaise woh poora jism explore karna chahte hon. Mummy ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi neend mein, lekin woh abhi bhi so rahi thi, uski saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi thi rub karte hue, gori pet aur navel ka hint dikh raha tha blanket ke neeche se—uncle ka dil zor se dhadak utha, soch rahe the, "Yeh body... bilkul meri hai ab."

8 baje mummy dheere dheere jaag gayi, uski ankhen khuli toh pehle uncle ki aankhon se mili—woh aisi nazar se dekh rahi thi jaise poori duniya bhool gayi ho, sirf uncle hi dikh rahe hon, ek pyar bhari, thodi sharmili si nazar, jaise keh rahi ho "tumhare saath kitna achha lag raha hai yeh subah." Uncle ne muskuraya, unki gehri awaaz mein, "Good morning jaan... kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy ne sharm se chehra thoda neeche kiya, lekin smile di, "Umm... bohot achhi, Mukesh..." Uncle ne aur kareeb kheencha, mummy ke red honthon pe apne honth rakh diye—ek deep, slow kiss, jaise raat ki yaadon ko tazaa kar rahe hon. Mummy pehle hesitate kari, haath uncle ki chhati pe rakhi push karne ko, lekin moments mein saath dene lagi, honth hilane lagi passionately, "Mmm... Mukesh, subah subah yeh kya..." Uncle ne kiss todi, naughty smile se neeche jhuk kar apna seena dikhaya, jahan doodh ka woh talab tha, "Ananya... yeh dekho, tumhare doodh ne mera seena geela kar diya hai poora. Saaf kar do na... apne muh se suck karke." Mummy ne dekha, chehra laal ho gaya sharm se, lekin aankhon mein ek intoxicating look aaya, "Arre... yeh kya keh rahe ho? Bilkul badmas ho gaye ho tum." Phir kuch seconds sochi, uncle ki nazar mein dekha, aur dheere se jhuk gayi—apni zubaan se uncle ke seene pe lag gayi, doodh chusne lagi, chup chup ki awaaz aayi, geela patch saaf karte hue. Uncle ko bohot tingling mehsoos hua, seene pe current sa daud gaya, woh moan kar uthe dheere se, "Aah... Ananya, yeh toh mazaa aa raha hai... aur zor se chuso jaan." Mummy ne saara doodh suck kar liya, har boond ko taste karte hue, phir zubaan andar kheench li aur upar dekha uncle ko—aisi nazar se jaise good girl banne ki umeed kar rahi ho, honth geele, chehra flushed. Uncle ne hans kar uske sir pe haath phera, jaise kisi puppy ko pet karte hon, "Shabash meri jaan... kitni achhi ho tum, bilkul perfect wife ho."

Yeh kai dino se chal raha tha—kai dino se uncle aur mummy husband-wife jaise behave kar rahe the, roleplay mein poore dil se, jaise asli zindagi ho. Mummy uthi, blanket se utri—uski saree thodi messy thi, kamar expose ho gayi chalte hue, gori thighs ki line petticoat se dikh rahi thi tension badhane ke liye. Woh bathroom gayi fresh hone, aaj nahaya nahi, bas muh dhoya, baal sambhale aur wapas bedroom mein aa gayi. Uncle ko dekha bed pe letay hue. phir kitchen ki taraf badh gayi nashta banane—chalte hue blouse ka top button khula tha, deep cleavage dikh raha tha, boobs ka shape saaf, lekin woh notice hi nahi kar rahi thi. Dono boobs engorged the, dard kar rahe the pressure se, mummy soch rahi thi, "Uff... Sonu aur Adi ko suck karwa lun thoda relief ke liye... warna blouse aur geela ho jayega fir." Nashta banaya—parathe garam garam, anda boil kiya. phir wapas bedroom aayi humein jagane. Uncle abhi bhi wahan the, WhatsApp pe security officer department ka group dekh rahe the, messages scroll karte hue. Mummy dusri taraf aayi, bed pe let gayi—ab sequence thi mummy-main-Adi-uncle. Blanket ke neeche let gayi, humein hilaya pyar se, "Sonu beta... Adi... utho, subah ho gayi. Fresh ho jao, nashta ready hai." Hum dheere se aankhen khole, neend mein mutthi bandh li. Mummy ne blanket upar tak kheencha apne gale tak, taaki blouse chhup jaye—lekin andar se buttons kholne lagi dheere se, dono boobs bahar aa gaye blanket ke neeche. "Beta... aa jao, mummy ke paas... doodh pi lo, bohot pressure hai aaj, dard ho raha hai." Humne turant blanket ke neeche muh daal diya, har ek ne ek boob pakda—main left, Adi right—zor se suck karne lage, chup chup ki awaaz room bhar gayi, doodh garam garam nikal raha tha. Mummy humein dekhti rahi pyar se, haath humare sir pe pher rahi thi, "Haan beta... aise hi, poora pi lo... mummy ko relief milega." Hum chuk chuk kar rahe the, awaazein echo kar rahi thi poore kamre mein, jaise koi chhoti si barsaat ho.

Mummy ne uncle ki taraf nazar daali, uncle bhi mummy ko dekh the—unki aankhon mein wohi lust bhari smile. Uncle ne bola, deep voice mein, "Ananya... tum aaj subah se hi itni beautiful aur sexy lag rahi hai yaar, jaise koi goddess ho bed pe." Mummy ne sharm kar ke smile di, lekin jawab nahi diya—bas nazar neeche kar li, cheeks laal ho gaye. Kuch der observe kiya uncle ne, phir naughty hokar mera sir peeche se pakda, zor se mummy ke boob pe daba diya—mere daant mummy ke flesh mein gad gaye, nipple pe bite lag gaya halka sa. Maine muh aur khola jitna ho sake, poora boob andar lene ki koshish ki, squeeze karte hue. Mummy zor se moan ki, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh... Mukesh! Yeh kya kar rahe ho tum?" Uncle ne haath hata liya, hans pade, "Arre jaan, bas mazaak tha... dekh, kitna zor se pi raha hai sonu beta ab." Mummy ne blushing kar ke daanta, "Bas karo na tum... bigad gaye ho poore, bacchon ke saamne aise mat karo!" Lekin uski awaaz mein woh sharm thi, aur thodi si masti bhi—uncle ne wink kiya, "Theek hai meri jaan, ab serious ho jaata hoon."

Nashta karne table pe gaye hum sab—parathe garam the, anda perfect boil. Mummy baithi thi humare beech mein, uska blouse ka top button abhi bhi khula tha, deep cleavage saaf dikh raha tha, boobs ka curve chamak raha tha subah ki roshni mein—uncle ki nazar baar baar wahan ja rahi thi, lekin mummy notice nahi kar rahi thi, bas plate mein paratha tod rahi thi. Hum kha rahe the excited hokar, "Mummy, yeh paratha kitna tasty hai!" Mummy ne muskuraya, "Haan beta, aaj special banaya hai tumhare liye." Uncle ne bhi khaya, taarif ki, "Ananya, yeh toh five star wala taste hai... tum toh chef ban sakti ho." college drop karne se pehle, main gate pe uncle ne mummy ko kareeb kheencha, ek tight smooch diya—honth poore ghusa diye, mummy ne saath diya thoda hesitate karte hue, "Mukesh... bacche dekh rahe hain na." Uncle ne kiss todi, "Chhodo jaan, unko kya pata... tum meri ho ab." Mummy ne sharm kar ke uncle ke paaon chhuye, "Goodbye Mukesh ji... office mein safe raho, call karna shaam ko." Uncle ne uske gaal pe haath phera, "Haan jaan, tum bhi ghar sambhalo... love you."

Dopahar mein mummy rest kar rahi thi bedroom mein—Ishaan ko sulaya hua tha, woh blanket ke neeche leti thi, saree ki kamar thodi loose ho gayi thi sote hue, gori pet aur navel expose tha—woh soch rahi thi uncle ke subah ke kiss ke baare mein. Tabhi doorbell baja, mummy jaldi uthi—saare buttons fix kiye, pallu theek kiya aur darwaza kholne gayi. Bahar tailor khada tha, haath mein saare blouses ka packet, "Namaste madam... aapke blouses ready ho gaye, kal dopahar tak bol diya tha na." Mummy ne smile di, "Arre haan ji, thank you... aaiye na andar." Tailor andar aaya, mummy ne darwaza band kiya—dono living room mein gaye. Mummy ne bola, "Ji, sofa pe baithiye... main paani laati hoon kitchen se." Tailor baitha, mummy kitchen gayi, glass bhar ke laayi—jhuk kar diya glass, pallu thoda fisla lekin woh notice nahi kiya. Tailor ne paani piya, phir packet khola aur blouses diye, "Madam, yeh le lijiye... bilkul aapke hisaab se ho gaye, sleeves short aur cleavage deep, jaise sir ne bola tha." Mummy ne packet liya, khush hokar, "Wah ji, kitne jaldi kar diye... thank you bohot. Kitna bill hua?" Tailor ne bill diya, mummy ne paise diye, "Theek hai ji." Tailor ne muskuraya, "Namaste madam... kal fir zarurat pade toh bol dena." Woh chala gaya, mummy ne darwaza band kiya aur sochne lagi, "Yeh blouses... Mukesh ji ne tho aur thodi karwa diya."

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Tailor aur Mummy ki Intimate Session

Dopahar ke waqt ghar mein ek aisi shaanti thi jaise duniya ruk si gayi ho—sirf Ishaan ki halki si saansein aur bahar se aati hui hawa ki awaaz. Mummy rest kar rahi thi bedroom mein, saree thodi si loose ho gayi thi sote hue, kamar ka gora hissa expose ho gaya tha blanket ke neeche se, navel ki deep line chamak rahi thi halki roshni mein—woh soch rahi thi uncle ke subah ke kiss ke baare mein, dil mein ek halki si garmi mehsoos kar rahi thi. Tabhi doorbell ki awaaz aayi, jaise koi unexpected mehmaan aa gaya ho. Mummy jaldi se uthi, pallu theek kiya, blouse ke buttons check kiye—sab tight the, lekin top wala thoda loose lag raha tha pressure se—andar doodh bhara hua tha abhi bhi thoda sa. Woh darwaze ki taraf badhi, chalte hue saree ki kamar thodi neeche sarak gayi, gori pet ka curve dikh raha tha mirror mein se guzarte hue, tension badh rahi thi andar hi andar—kyunki woh akeli thi ghar pe.

Darwaza khola toh bahar tailor khada tha, haath mein saare blouses ka bada sa packet, chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat—jaise usne socha ho ki mummy ko surprise milega. "Namaste madam ji... aapke blouses ready ho gaye hain, kal dopahar tak laane ka waada tha na? Yeh le lijiye, bilkul perfect ho gaye hain." Mummy ne smile di, sharm se nazar thodi neeche kar li, kyuki usko yaad tha kal uncle ne kaise jealous hokar measurement liya tha—aur yeh tailor us waqt bahar wait kar raha tha. "Arre haan ji... thank you bohot, itni jaldi kar diye? Aaiye na andar, paani pilati hoon pehle... garmi bohot hai bahar." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Ji madam, bilkul... thoda sa rest kar loon, dukaan se yahan tak chal kar aaya hoon." Mummy ne darwaza andar se band kiya, aur dono living room ki taraf badhe—mummy chal rahi thi aage, uski saree hawa mein halki si ud rahi thi peeche se, wide hips ka sway tailor ki nazar mein aa gaya, woh thoda peeche reh gaya taaki aur dekhe.

Living room mein tailor sofa pe baith gaya, packet side mein rakha, aur mummy kitchen ki taraf gayi paani ka glass bharne. Woh glass le kar wapas aayi, jhuk kar tailor ko diya—us waqt pallu thoda sa fisal gaya, deep cleavage expose ho gaya blouse ke top button loose hone se, gori skin chamak rahi thi dopahar ki dhoop se jo window se aa rahi thi. Tailor ka haath glass lete hue mummy ke haath se touch ho gaya—ungliyaan halke se ragdi, jaise jaan boojh kar kar raha ho. Mummy ko ehsaas hua, woh jaldi se haath peeche khinchi, "Arre... sorry ji, glass thoda slip ho gaya tha." Tailor ne paani piya ek ghutak, phir glass side mein rakha—uski nazar mummy pe atki hui thi, aur andar se uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, pant mein tightness mehsoos ho rahi thi tailor ko, jaise current daud gaya ho. "Madam ji... aap baithiye na mere paas baat karte hain, blouse ke baare mein bataiye, fitting theek hai na?" Mummy hesitate hui, sochi "Yeh kya keh rahe hain... par guest hain, mana karna galat lagega," phir dheere se boli, awaaz mein thodi si ghabrahat, "Ji... theek hai, bas thoda der baithti hoon." Woh sofa pe tailor ke bagal mein baith gayi, thoda door rakha pehle, lekin tailor ne haath badhaya aur uski kamar pe halka sa haath rakh diya—jaise support dene ke liye, lekin ungliyaan gori skin pe phir rahi thi saree ke upar se.

Mummy ka jism kamp gaya touch se, woh peeche hatne ki koshish ki lekin tailor ne grip tight kar li thodi si, "Arre madam ji... relax kijiye na, aap itni sundar hain, tension kyun? Mukesh ji ne toh bola tha aap unki special friend hain... aapke pet mein koi baby toh nahi hai na?" Tailor ki awaaz mein ek lust bhara tone tha, haath kamar se neeche sarak gaya navel ki taraf—saree ki kamar neeche thi toh gora pet expose tha, ungli navel ke around ghumne lagi. Mummy nervous ho gayi bohot, chehra laal, awaaz kampte hue, "N-nahi ji... baby nahi hai, abhi Ishaan hi mera chhota sa beta hai... aap haath hata dijiye na, yeh kya kar rahe hain?" Par woh uth nahi payi, jaise dar se chipak gayi ho sofa se, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha—expose navel pe ungli ka touch jaise aag laga raha ho. Tailor ne muskuraya, aur bola lust se bhari awaaz mein, "Madam... ek baby chahiye na aapko? Itna perfect figure hai aapka, pet bhi flat aur soft... main bana doon kya? Sirf ek baar try kar lo." Mummy kuch bol hi nahi payi, sir hilaya naa mein lekin awaaz nahi nikli, nervous thi bohot—unki saansein tez ho gayi, blouse ke andar doodh ka pressure mehsoos ho raha tha, nipples hard ho gaye tension se.

Tailor ko aur himmat mil gayi, usne haath aage badhaya, mummy ke blouse pe rakha—left boob pe halka sa squeeze diya, jaise check kar raha ho fabric. Mummy ka muh se zor ka moan nikal gaya, "Aaaahhhh... ji, bas karo na! Yeh kya... stop it please, aap tailor hain na, yeh galat hai!" Woh khadi hone ki koshish ki, lekin tailor ne haath nahi hataaya, aur squeeze aur tight kar diya thoda sa, "Madam... sorry, bas fitting check kar raha tha... aapke boobs itne soft hain, blouse mein perfect lagege." Mummy sharm se marne ko ho gayi, chehra haath se chhupane ko bana lekin packet utha liya blouses ka, "Ji... ab jaaiye, paise de deti hoon... yeh sab le lijiye. tailor hans pada, "Arre madam, itna jaldi? Thoda toh time do na... aap try kar lo blouses, main help karunga." Mummy ne ek naughty si nazar di usko mai bedroom mein try karti hoon, aap yahin wait karo." Woh packet le kar andar chali gayi, chalte hue saree ka pallu thoda ud gaya, gori peeth ka hissa dikh gaya blouse ke neeche se, tension build ho rahi thi—tailor ka dil dhadak gaya, socha "Yeh madam... kitni hot hai yaar."

Kuch minute baad tailor utha, aur bina awaaz kiye bedroom ki taraf badh gaya—jaise uska haq ho us ghar ka. Darwaza thoda khula tha, woh andar ghus gaya, lock kar diya andar se click ki awaaz ke saath. Mummy shocked ho gayi, peeche mud kar dekha—woh blouse utaar rahi thi, buttons ek ek kar ke khol rahi thi, deep cleavage expose ho gaya tha, phir poora blouse kandhon se neeche sarak gaya, boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples pe doodh ki boondein tapak rahi thi. "Ji... aap yahan? Yeh private room hai mera, bahar wait karo please!" Mummy ne jaldi se haath se boobs cover kiye, peeche mud gayi sharm se, gori peeth poori expose ho gayi tailor ko—wide back, kamar ka curve, petticoat ki line thighs pe. Tailor control nahi kar paya, usne apna shirt utaar diya, pants bhi kholi—poora nanga ho gaya top to bottom, 9 inch ka lund khada hua jaise taiyar ho, aur mummy ke peeche aa gaya. "Madam... sorry, bas help karne aaya... aap itni sundar ho, ruk nahi pa raha main." Mummy ko pata tha woh kamre mein hai, lock ki awaaz sun li thi, par woh ignore kar rahi thi, ek naya blouse uthayi—yeh peeche se hook wala tha. Woh blouse pehenne lagi, boobs adjust karte hue, phir sharm se boli, awaaz dheemi si, "Ji... yeh hook peeche se hai, aap... aap laga do na please? Bas jaldi se, bacche aa jayenge college se." Tailor ka dil khushi se bhar gaya, woh bohot kareeb aa gaya—mummy ki peeth se chipak gaya, haath kamar pe rakhe jaise animal ki tarah, ungliyaan nails gadate hue gori skin mein, "Madam... haan, lagata hoon... kitni soft skin hai aapki, jaise silk."

Mummy chowk gayi, jism kamp gaya, "Aah... ji, dard ho raha hai, nakhoon mat gadaiye... dhire se." Par tailor ruk nahi paya, dono haathon se blouse ke andar slip kar gaya haath—dono boobs ko bahar se pakda, zor zor se squeeze karne laga, jaise poore jism ki jaan nikal raha ho. Mummy ka muh se moan nikal gaya, "Aaaaaahhhhh..., bas karo! Yeh kya... oh god, dhire... aaaah!" Tailor swrag mein pahunch gaya, usne kabhi itna soft aur squeezy kuch touch nahi kiya tha—boobs haathon mein ghul rahe the, doodh spray hone laga pressure se, geela ho gaye haath. "Madam... yeh boobs toh jaan le lengi kisi ko... kitne perfect hain, doodh bhi nikal raha hai... main mar jaunga sir ke haath se, par fir bhi karunga yeh." Woh blouse hi phaad diya zor se, mummy poori topless ho gayi—boobs bounce karte hue bahar aaye, heavy aur full. Mummy ne jaldi haath se cover karne ki koshish ki, "Nahi... mat karo aisa, please... sharm aa rahi hai mujhe" Par haath chhote the, cover nahi ho paye poore, flesh bahar sarak raha tha sharm se laal hone se.

Tailor ruk gaya ek minute baad, haath hataaye, "Sorry madam... control nahi hua, aap itni hot ho. Ab yeh blouse try karo, fitting check karte hain sahi se." Mummy ne usko dekha, chehra abhi bhi laal, par thoda calm hokar blouse liya, "Ji... theek hai, bas ab galat mat karna... help kar do pehenne mein." Tailor ne gentle hokar blouse pehnaya, hooks lagaye peeche se—haath mummy ki peeth pe phirte hue, phir aage se haath badhaya, boobs dabaye fitting check karte hue, "Madam... perfect lag raha hai, aap goddess jaise dikhti ho ismein." Mummy ne sweet moan kiya, "Umm... ji, bas... stop it na, sharm aa rahi hai." Par woh nahi ruke, kuch last hard squeezes diye, "Madam, yeh boobs... squeeze karne mein maza aa raha hai, soft jaise cotton ke bane hue hai" Mummy ne hans di sharm se, "Arre... aap bhi na, itna bolte ho... ab dusra try karte hain." Ek ek karke saare blouses try kiye—har baar tailor peeche se hooks lagata, phir aage se haath badhata, boobs dabata hard aur soft, "Yeh wala tight hai madam... cleavage deep ho gaya, sundar lag rahi ho." Mummy moan karti rahi, "Aah..., dhire... aaaah, theek hai yeh... agla pehno." Tension badh rahi thi har touch se, mummy ka jism garam ho raha tha, saree ki kamar khul gayi thi jhukte hue, navel poora expose.

Saare blouses check karne ke baad, tailor ne mummy ko poora nanga kar diya upar se—blouse utaar diya last wala, boobs free ho gaye, "Madam... ab doodh pila do na mujhe, yeh doodh waste mat karo... please, ek baar." Mummy hesitate hui, par sharm se muskurayi, "yeh kya keh rahe ho? Par... theek hai, bas thoda sa hi." Woh bed ke edge pe baith gayi, tailor ko bulaya, "Aa jao... let jao yahan, sir mere dudu pe rakh lo." Tailor let gaya, turant ek dudu pakda, wild suck karne laga—chup chup ki awaaz poore kamre mein gunj rahi thi, doodh nikal raha tha zor zor se. Mummy moan kar rahi thi hard, "Aaaah... , dhire chuso na... umm, aaaah!" Tailor dusre boob ko squeeze kar raha tha, doodh uske chehre pe, gale pe, seene pe tapak raha tha—saara dry kar diya dono dudu ko, "Madam... kitna tasty hai yeh, creamy aur garam... aur chahiye." Mummy ki saansein tez, "Bas... khatam ab, ruk jao."

Phir tailor utha, mummy ko pakda aur doggystyle position mein kar diya bed pe saree upar utha di, petticoat ke neeche panty dikhi, usne panty neeche khinchi, apna 9 inch ka lund mummy ki pussy ke entrance pe rub karne laga, "Madam... ab main andar jaunga, ready ho jao... yeh maza de dunga." Mummy darr gayi, peeche mud kar boli, "Nahi... raham karo, please! Yeh galat hai, mat karo... aaaah, haath hatao!" Par tailor nahi mana, kamar dono taraf se mazbooti se pakda, ek bada sa jhatka diya poora lund andar ghusa gaya, khoon tapakne laga pussy se, mummy ka zor ka chillaahat nikal gaya, "Aaaaaahhhhhh..., dard ho raha hai! Bahar nikalo na, please... aaaah!" Jaise college se bhi sunai de jaaye. Tailor heaven mein tha, chodne laga bohot joro se mummy ko, jaise pornstar bhi haar jaaye, har second mein 4-5 shots, pussy mein dhakke. Mummy moan kar rahi thi bohot zor se, "Aaaah... dhire , aaaah... ruk jao na!" Boobs jhatke se giggle kar rahe the fast, bed hil raha tha.

10 minute baad position change ki, mummy ko bed pe litaya, missionary mein badal diya, dono taangein pakdi, lund fir se mummy ki chut pe rakha, zor zor se ander ghusa kar mummy ko chodne laga, "Madam... yeh position mein aur maza aa raha hai, dekh kitna andar ja raha hai." Mummy aa gayi orgasm se, "Aaaah... , bas... aaaah!" Uncle dudu dabaye bohot hard, ek second bhi nahi chhoda, "Yeh boobs... squeeze karte rahunga saari zindagi." Aur 10 minute aise hi chala, mummy ki saansein ruk si gayi.

Aakhir mein tailor ne mummy ko uthaya hawa mein, baahon mein pakad kar shots diye air mein deep andar tak tailor apna virg ghusa diya mumm yke pet mein, "Madam... yeh lo mera pyar!" Phir rest liya thoda, fir 1 ghanta aur choda mummy ko. 11 baje aaya tha woh, ab 1 baj rahe the, ghanto chala yeh sab. Aakhir mein fir doodh piya dudu se, jo beech mein jama ho gaya tha dudu chusa mummy ka pura khatam hone tak, "Madam... yeh doodh toh amrit hai." Phir mummy ko nanga kar ke item song pe dance karwaya, "Nach lo madam... yeh body ke liye bana hai." phir wo tailor 2 baje chala gaya. Mummy ne saree pehni, humein college se lene gayi, ghar aaye rest kiya sabne. Mummy tailor ke bache se pregnant ho gayi thi, Mukesh uncle ne socha ye unka bacha hai, par sirf mummy jaanti thi sach.

(Yeh imaginary scene yahan khatam. Actual story mein tailor sirf blouses de kar chala gaya.)

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