Hello dosto mera naam Rahul hai. Meri umar 24 saal hai. Aur main Delhi ka rehne wala hu. Waise to aap sabhi mujhe jante hi hai. Main Indian sex story par kahani likhta hu. Jise aap sabhi bahut pasand karte hai.
Magar mujhe nahi malum tha ki meri story ko padhne wala mera bhi ek dost hoga. Meri ye kahani meri hi dost aur meri hai. Jiski maine madad ki aur meri madad se woh apni mummy ko chod paya. Aur uske baad uski aur meri zindagi badal gayi.
Mere dost ka naam Abhishek hai. Aur woh meri hi umar ka hai. Abhishek competition ki tayari kar raha hai. Aur sath sath hum dono online kaam karke paise kamate hai. Isi wajah se hum dono ka milna lagbhag roj hi hota hai.
Main hamesha uske ghar jata rehta hu. Hum dono hi kafi time sath mein bitate hai. Aur har tarah ki baate karte hai. Abhishek ki mummy ka naam Sudha hai. Aur unka figure 38-40-44 hai.
Figure jankar aap samajh hi gaye honge ki unhe dekhkar logo ka kya haal hota hoga. Aunty government job karti hai. Aur subha jaake shaam ko hi aati hai. Aunty jayadatar salwar suit aur saree pehnti hai.
Aur dono mein hi unka badan samne walo ka lund khada kar deta hai. Aunty ki chuchiya aur gaand ek dum ubhri hui dikhai deti hai. Jise dekhkar mera lund bhi unhe salami deta hai. Hum sab ki life theek chal rahi thi.
Magar fir woh din aaya. Jiske baad sab badal gaya. Ye baat 7 mahine pehle ki hai. Jab meri kahani (holiday trip par mummy ki chudai) aayi thi. Jise logo ne bahut pasand kiya tha.
Mujhe bahut se mails aa rahe the. Aur main sare mails ka jawab bhi de raha tha. Tabhi mujhe ek mail aaya. Jismein ladke ka naam Abhishek tha. Magar tab main ye nahi janta tha ki ye mera real friend nikalega.
Abhi – Hello Rahul main aapka bahut bada fan hu. Maine abhi aapki kahani (holiday trip par mummy chudai) padi. Sach mein aapki kahani bahut mast hai. Waise aap kaha ke rehne wale ho bhai.
Main – Thank you so much bhai. Meri kahani ko pasand karne ke liye. Main Delhi ka rehne wala hu. Aur aap kaha se ho.
Abhi – Bhai, mera naam Abhishek hai. Aur main bhi Delhi ka hi rehne wala hu. Bhai aap ye jo mummy bete ki chudai kahani likhte ho. Kya ye sach hoti hai?
Main – Bhai, meri kahani logo ki fantasy hoti hai. Jo ladke apni mummy ki chudai karna chahte hai. Magar real mein kar nahi pate hai. Woh mujhe apni ye sab baate batate hai. Aur main us par kahani likh deta hu.
Abhi – Wah, bhai matlab log aapse apni apni mummy ke bare mein baate karte hai. Aur aap unki sari baate sunke. Unke upar kahani likh dete ho. Waise kya aapne kabhi aise kisi se baat ki hai. Jo apni mummy ko chod chuka ho.
Main – Bhai, apni mummy ke bare mein aise baat aap kisi jaankar se nahi kar skate ho. Isiliye log kisi anjaan se kar lete hai. Jo unhi ki tarah sochta ho. Waise apni mummy ko chodne ka dava bahut karte hai.
Magar mujhe kisi ki baat par yakin nahi hota hai. Waise kya aap bhi mummy ke liye incest ho?
Abhi – Ha bhai mujhe bhi meri mummy bahut aachi lagti hai. Jab bhi main unhe dekhta hu. To mera lund khada ho jata hai. Aur mera man karta hai. Unhe pakad ke chod du. Magar aap bhi jante ho. Ye asan nahi hai. Magar ha unhe dekh dekhkar lund jarur hila leta hu.
Main – Bhai, ye bilkul normal hai kyuki kabhi na kabhi har ladke ne apni mummy ko nanga dekha hai. Kuch log ise bhool ke aage badh jate hai. Magar kuch apni mummy ke husan ke deewane ho jate hai. Waise aapko meri konsi story sabse jayada pasand aayi.
Abhi – Bhai, maine aaj hi aapki latest story padi thi. Aur use padne ke baad maine baaki bhi story padi. Sab ki sab bahut aachi hai. Magar ye jo aapki latest story hai. Ye meri favorite hai. Waise ye story aapne kiske liye likhi hai.
Main – Bhai, mera dost hai jiska naam bhi Abhishek hai. Maine ye story use aur uski mummy ko dhayan mein rakhkar likhi hai.
Abhi – Bhai, kya aapka dost bhi incest hai. Jo apni mummy ko chodna chahta hai.
Main – Bhai, is baat ka mujhe pata nahi hai. Magar hum dono hi badi umar ki aurto ko pasand karte hai. Isiliye bas uske bare socha aur story likh di. Waise kya tumhe bhi story likhwani hai.
Abhi – Bhai, meri story to aap pehle hi likh chuke ho.
Main – Ye kya keh rahi bhai? Maine kab likhi aapki story.
Abhi – Bhai, ye jo aapki latest story hai. Jo aapne apne dost ke bare mein likhi hai. Ye bilkul same meri story hai kyuki mera naam bhi Abhishek hai. Bas us kahani mein mummy ka naam alag hai. Meri mummy ka naam Sudha hai.
Main – Oh, aacha wahi main kahu. Maine kab story likh di aapki. Waise kya aap sach mein apni mummy ko chodna chahate hai. Ya ye sirf ek fantasy hai.
Abhi – Bhai, chodna to chahta hu. Magar aap bhi jante ho. Ye itna asan nahi hota hai. Isiliye abhi sirf upar upar se maze le leta hu.
Main – Aise konse maze le lete ho bhai. Jisse aunty ko kuch kehti bhi nahi hai.
Abhi – Bas bhai kabhi mummy ki gaand par hath laga deta hu. To kabhi unhe peeche se pakad leta hu. Jisse mera pura lund unki gaand mein lag jata hai. Aur jab unhe job par chhodne jata hu. To bilkul chipakkar bethta hu. Jisse unki chuchiya ek dum dab jati hai.
Main – Wahh bhai matlab pure maze le rahe ho. Aur aunty kuch kehti bhi nahi hai.
Abhi – Ha bhai mummy kuch nahi kehti hai. Shayad unhe pata hi nahi hai ki main unke liye kya sochta hu. Yaha tak ki jab main unke pair ki malish karta hu. Tab bhi woh mexi mein hoti hai. Aur maine aise kai bar unki chut bhi dekhi hai.
Main – Wahh bhai matlab tum to jannat dekhe bethe ho. Waise yaar mujhe lagta hai. Unhe mehsus to sab hota hoga. Magar tum unke bete ho. Isiliye woh shayad kuch galat nahi samjhati hai.
Waise tumse baat karke bahut aacha laga. Chalo bhai ab main kuch kaam kar lu. Fir baat karte hai.
Abhi – Mujhe bhi bahut aacha laga aapse baat karke bhai. Warna jisse bhi baat karo. To woh bas yahi kehte hai ki mom ki photo dikha do. Ye dikha do woh dikha do. Magar aapne aisa kuch nahi kaha. Jab aap free ho to message kar dena.
Main – Theek hai bhai. Free ho jaunga to message kar dunga.
Abhishek se baat karke main ghar se nikal gaya. Aur fir main aapne real dost Abhishek ke ghar pauch gaya. Aur bell bajane ke baad Abhishek ka intezar karne laga. Tabhi Abhishek ke pados mein rehni wali aunty bahar aayi. Aur jhadu maarne lagne lagi. Aur aunty ko dekhkar mera lund khada ho gaya.
Aunty ka muh dusri taraf tha. Aur woh jhuk kar jhadu laga rahi thi. Aunty ki moti gaand ek dum uthi hui dikhayi de rahi thi. Aur mera lund unhe salami de raha tha. Tabhi Abhishek ne darwaja khola. Magar mera dhayan to aunty ki gaand par tha.
Abhi – Ab ander bhi aa waha kya dekh raha hai?
Main – Abe wahi dekh raha hu. Jiske deewane hum dono hai.
Meri baat sunke Abhishek bahar nikal ke dekhne laga. Aur uski nazar bhi aunty ki gaand par gayi. Aur fir Abhishek ka hath bhi aapne lund par chala gaya. Aur ab hum dono aunty ki gaand ko dekhne lage.
Abhi – Bhai, ye aunty apni gaand dikha dikha ke pagal kar deti hai. Ek bar mil jaye to faad ke rakh dunga.
Main – Are bhai hame kaha se milegi. Waise iske pati ki to moj hai. Roj iski gaand marta hai. Tabhi to itni moti gaand ho gayi hai.
Kuch der hum dono aunty ki gaand ko dekhte rahe. Aur fir woh jhaadu lagake ander chali gayi. Aur fir hum dono bhi ander aa gaye.
Main – Bhai, ye aunty to roj lund khada kar deti hai. Aapni gaand dikha dikha ke.
Abhi – Ha bhai sala iski gaand dekhkar jayada dimag kharab hota hai. Man karta hai ek din pakad ke chod du.
Main – Bhai, tu pata le is aunty ko. Kasam se bhai tere maze ho jayenge.
Abhi – Abe pagal ho gaya hai kya? Ye aunty bahut ladaku hai. Sare mohalle mein tamasha ho jayega. Aur fir meri mummy meri gaand tod dengi.
Main – Chal bhai chhod ise. Waise tune kal new project join kiya ya nahi.
Abhi – Bas bhai wahi video dekh raha tha. Chal tu bhi sath mein kar le.
Fir Abhishek aur main kaam mein lag gaye. Hum dono crypto chain ke project join karte hai. Aur usi se paise kamate hai. Kafi der tak kaam karne ke baad main aapna mobile chala raha tha.
Aur Abhishek bhi aapne mobile mein laga hua tha. Mujhe abhi tak ye malum nahi tha ki jis online fan Abhishek se main baat kar raha hu. Woh mera yahi dost nikalega.
Meri kahani (holiday trip par mummy chudai) maine Abhishek ki mummy ko dhayan mein rahkar hi likhi thi kyuki Abhishek ki mummy ko dekhkar. Mera lund bhi unhe salami dene lagta hai.
Abhishek ki mummy ki badi badi chuchiya aur uthi gaand mera dimag kharab kar deti hai. Magar mujhe nahi pata thi ki mera dost bhi apni mummy ko chodna chahta hai. Magar mujhe ye baat jaldi hi pata chalne wali thi.
Main mobile chala hi raha tha ki tabhi mujhe online wale Abhishek ka mail aaya.
Abhi – Aur bhai free ho gaye kya aap?
Main – Ha bas free hi hu. Thoda kaam kar raha tha. Aap batao kya ho raha hai?
Abhi – Bas bhai betha hua tha. To socha aapse baat kar lu. Waise aapke sath mummy ki baat karne mein maza aata hai.
Main – Ha bhai hum dono hi incest hai. Isiliye hame mummy ke bare mein baat karne mein maza aata hai. Waise bhai aapko apni mummy ki konsi cheej sabse jayada pasand hai.
Abhi – Bhai, mujhe mummy ki gaand bahut pasand hai. Aur unki moti moti dudh jaise janghe. Agar mummy ek bar mouka de de. To din bhar chaat ta rahu. Waise bhai aapne jo kahani aapne dost ki mummy ki likhi hai. Uski mummy kaise hai.
Main – Bhai, woh bhut hi sexy hai. Unki uthi hui gaand aur chuchiya mujhe bahut pasand hai.
Abhi – Bhai, agar woh itni hi sexy hai. To kya aapka dost unhe chodna nahi chahta hai.
Main – Bhai, maine kabhi usse ye pucha nahi. Waise bhi aise baat koi aapne real friend ko thodi batata hai. Aap batao aapne kis kis ko ye baat batayi hai.
Abhi – Sahi kaha bhai. Ye baat sabko batane ki nahi hoti hai. Waise bhai kya sach mein koi mummy aapne bete se chudwa sakti hai.
Main – Bhai, mummy bhi ek aurat hi hoti hai. Jiski baki aurto ki tarah icchaye hoti hai. Bas ghar ke kaam kaaj mein woh itna busy ho jati hai ki khud par dhayan nahi de pati hai. Agar unke ander ki aurat jag jaye. To woh bhi chudai karke maze le sakti hai.
Abhi – Sahi kaha bhai. Isiliye main mummy ke sath ye sab harkate karta rehta hu. Taaki woh mujhpe dhayan de. Magar thoda darr bhi lagta hai. Isiliye puri tarah se aage nahi badh paya hu.
Main – Waise bhai aapke papa ghar par sath rehte hai. Ya kahi bahar job karte hai.
Abhi – Bhai, mere papa aate jaate rehte hai. Aur unhi ki wajah se to main mummy par jayada dhayan deta hu.
Main – Aisa kya kiya aapke papa ne bhai?
Abhi – Bhai, papa bahar aate jaate rehte hai. Isiliye unka affair ho gaya. Aur mummy ko ye baat pata chal gayi. Tab dono mein bahut ladayi hui thi. Mummy ne papa ko maaf to kar diya. Magar uske baad se mujhe nahi lagta hai ki mummy ne papa ko chodne diya hoga.
Main – Wahh bhai matlab tumhari mummy bhi ander se tadap rahi hai. Tabhi tum choti moti harkate karte rehte ho.
Abhi – Ha bhai magar abhi tak baat nahi bani hai. Ek bar mummy maan jaye. To unki saalo ki garmi nikal dunga. Bhai mujhe ek kaam aa gaya. Woh karke aapko massage karta hu.
Main – Theek hai bhai. Main bhi aapna kaam kar leta hu.
Jaise hi online wale Abhishek ne mujhe rukne ko kaha. Tabhi mere samne betha Abhishek bola.
Abhi – Kya dekh raha hai bhai?
Main – Are kuch nahi yaar bas kuch video download kar raha tha.
Abhi – Sale kitni video download karega. Jab dekho to porn hi download karta rehta hai.
Main – Are yaar bas jab ghar par free hota hu. To dekh leta hu. Tere pass to wifi hai. Jitni marzi utni download karo.
Abhishek se baat karke main ghar ki taraf nikal pada. Aur mere nikalte hi online wale Abhishek ka massage aa gaya. Main pure raste baat karta hua ghar pauch gaya. Aur fir thodi der baat karke mein so gaya.
Fir main shaam ko aapne real friend Abhishek se mila. Hum dono fir ghumne nikal gaye. Raste mein hum dono hi auntiyon ko aur unki gaand ko taad rahe the.
Abhi – Bhai, yaar ye auntiyon ko kaise pataya jaye yaar. Bahut man karta hai. Auntiyon ki chudai karne ka.
Main – Bhai, agar mujhe pata hota. To main khud nahi pata leta. Kab se bas hilaye hi ja rahe hai. Aur ladki pata lo. To uske alag drame hote hai.
Abhi – Sahi keh raha hai bhai. Maine bhi swati se break up kar liya hai. Sali ke drama bahut the.
Main – Matlab ab tu bhi meri tarah hi hilane wala hai.
Abhishek meri baat sunke hasne laga. Aur fir main aur Abhishek uske ghar aa gaye. Abhishek ne bell bajayi. To kuch der baad aunty ne darwaja khola. Aunty ne tab mexi pehni hui thi.
Aur bra mein kaid unki chuchiya ek dum phaad jaise khadi hui thi. Mera lund to unhe dekhti hi khada ho gaya tha. Darwaja khulte hi hum dono ander aa gaye. Tabhi main bola.
Main – Namaste aunty, kaise ho aap.
Abhi ki Mummy – Main theek hu beta. Aur tum kaise ho. Aur tayari kaise chal rahi hai.
Main – Sab theek hai aunty. Aur tayari bhi theek chal rahi hai. Waise uncle nahi dikh rahe hai.
Abhi ki mummy – Beta woh to kaam se bahar hi rehte hai. Shayad kal aayenge. Abhi tu saman le aaya. Jo maine kaha tha.
Abhi – Ha mummy le aaya. Hum dono chhat par ja rahe hai.
Abhi ki mummy – Theek hai beta.
Abhishek ki mummy saman leke kitchen mein jaane lagi. Aur meri nazar unki moti gaand par thehar gayi. Aunty ki gaand dekhkar saaf pata chal raha tha ki unhone ander aaj penty nahi pehni hai.
Fir hum dono chhat par aa gaye. Aur kafi der tak baat karte rahe. Abhishek aur main roj uski chhat par bethe kai ghanto tak baate karte hai. Kuch der Abhishek se baat karke main aapne ghar aa gaya. Aur fir main apni agli story likhne laga. Aur kuch der baad so gaya.
Agle din fir subha meri online wale Abhishek se baat hui. Hum dono lagbhag roj baat karne lage. Aur woh mujhe apni mummy ki baate batata. Aur mujhse idea mangta ki woh kaise apni mummy ko chudai ke liye raazi kare.
Main bhi use woh sab batata. Jisse uski mummy pat sakti thi. Waise idea sunna asan hai. Magar use istemal karna muskil. Par hum dono ki baate roj hoti. Bas jab main aapne real dost Abhishek ke sath hota.
Tab main use koi message nahi karta tha. Aur na hi woh mujhe message karta tha kyuki mujhe to malum hi nahi tha ki mera real dost hi online wala Abhishek hai. Online wale Abhishek se baat karte hue.
Mujhe lagbhag 1 mahina ho gaya tha. Hum dono kaafi aache dost ban gaye the. Hum dono ab mail ki jagah Instagram par baate karte the. Hum dono ka hi Instagram fake tha. Jisse hum dono bas baate hi karte the.
Hum dono main sirf text se hi baate hoti thi. Abhi tak hum dono ne ek dusre audio call nahi ki thi kyuki hamari dosti sirf online thi. Hum dono ne hi ek dusre ko apni shakal nahi dikhayi thi. Par ab Abhishek mujhpe bharosha karta tha.
Aur woh mujhe apni sari baate batata tha. Aur woh din aaya. Jis din mujhe ye pata chal gaya ki main jisse baat karta hu. Woh aur koi nahi mera real dost Abhishek hi hai. Us din hum sex ki baate kar rahe the. Tabhi Abhishek bola.
Abhi – Bhai, jab se aapse ye sari baate karne laga. Mujhe sach mein bahut aacha lagta hai.
Main – Mujhe bhi bahut aacha lagta hai bhai. Warna mostly log mujhse bas photo dikha do. Ya us ladke ka contect de do. Jiski story aapne likhi hai. Aise baate karte hai.
Abhi – Bhai, aapki yahi cheej sabse aachi hai. Hum dono itne time se baat kar rahe hai. Magar aaj tak aapne kabhi mujhse galat baat nahi ki, aur nahi photo maangi. Yata tak aapki kahani mein bhi aap mummy ko gali nahi niklate ho.
Warna log to apni kahani mein mummy ko randi bol bol ke chodte hai. Aur unhe ismein maza aata hai. Jab se maine aapki kahani padna shuru kiya hai. Tab se mujhe kisi aur ki kahani aachi hi nahi lagti hai.
Main – Bhai, mummy kisi ki bhi unke liye gande shabd nahi bolne chahiye. Mummy ke sath chudai enjoy karo. Magar unhe ganda bolna mujhe pasand nahi hai. Isiliye meri kahani simple hoti hai.
Abhi – Waise bhai kya aap meri mummy ko dekhna chahoge?
Main – Bhai, waise iski jarurat nahi hai. Hum dono baat karte hai yahi bahut hai.
Maine ye baat boli hi thi ki usse pehle Abhishek ne mujhe photo bhej di. Jismein ek aurat leti hui thi. Aur uske ghutne mude hue the. Jiski wajah se ukki chut dikh rahi thi. Jise dekhkar mera lund khada ho gaya tha.
Abhi – Kaise lagi bhai meri mummy ki chut.
Main – Bahut hi sexy hai yaar. Ab mujhe pata chala ki tum kyu apni mummy ki chudai karna chahte ho.
Abhi – Ha bhai dekho na kitni fuli hui chut hai. Mera papa to pagal hai. Jo bahar muh marte hai. Jabki unke pass to mummy jaise aurat hai.
Main – Bhai, mardo ko dusri ki biwi jayada pasand hoti hai. Waise ye photo aapne le kaise li.
Abhi – Bhai, jab papa nahi hote hai. To main mummy ke sath hi sota hu. Aur mummy ke pairo ki malish bhi karta hu. Tab hamesha mujhe mummy ki chut aur janghe dekhne ka mouka milta hai.
Main – Bhai, kabhi mummy ki chut par hath nahi lagaya aapne.
Abhi – Nahi bhai aisa sochne bhar se gaand fatne lagti hai. Waise mummy ki jangho ko jarur sehlaya. Magar unhone mera hath hata diya tha.
Main – Ha bhai ye to hona hi tha. Koi bhi mummy aapne bete ko aisa thodi karne dengi.
Abhi – Ruko bhai aapko mummy ki gaand dikhata hu.
Abhishek ne agle hi pal ek photo bhej di. Jise dekhkar main hil gaya. Aur mujhe pata chal gaya ki ye mera hi dost hai. Abhishek ne jo photo bheji thi. Usmein uski mummy mexi pehne leti hui thi.
Unki shakal nahi dikh rahi thi. Magar unki gaand ke peeche ka pura hissa dikh raha tha. Jo bilkul Abhishek ki mummy jaisa lag raha tha. Aur us photo mein jo bed tha. Use main kaise bhool sakta hu.
Kyuki woh bed mere real dost Abhishek ke drawing room mein rakha hua hai. Jo main lagbhag roj hi dekhta hu. Photo dekhne ke baad kuch der tak to mujhe samajh hi nahi aaya ki main kya bolu.
Magar main ye baat samajh gaya tha ki ye mera hi dost Abhishek hai. Bas mujhe ek aur proof chahiye tha. Jisse mera dought sahi sabit ho jaye.
Abhi – Bhai, kaise lagi mummy ki gaand. Pakka aapka lund khada ho gaya hoga.
Main – Ha bhai bahut mast gaand hai aunty ki. Bhai ek baat kahu.
Abhi – Ha bhai bolo.
Main – Bhai, yaha text message karne mein time lagta hai. Kyu na hum dono audio call par baat kar le. Waise bhi iske liye number bhi nahi dena padega.
Abhishek ko ye baat bolke main uske message ka intezar karne laga. Tabhi uska direct Instagram par call aa gaya. Aur call aate hi maine use utha liya. Aur samne se awaaj aayi.
Abhi – Hello bhai kaise ho aap.
Ye awaaj sunke mujhe koi dought nahi raha ki ye mera hi dost hai. Aur maine kuch bolne se pehle call kaat diya. Aur ek message kar diya.
Main – Sorry bhai kuch kaam aa gaya. Jaise hi free hota hu. Tab baat karte hai.
Abhi – Theek hai bhai baad mein baat karte hai.
Abhishek ko message karne ke baad main beth gaya. Aur yahi sochen laga ki main jisse abhi tak baat kar raha tha. Woh mera hi dost nikla. Mujhe aaj tak kabhi Abhishek par shak nahi hua ki woh apni mummy ko chodna chahta hai.
Main jis kahani ko imagine karke likha tha. Abhishek use real mein jeeta hai. Ab Abhishek ki ki hui har baat meri aankho ke samne ghumne lagi. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki mera story ka fan mera hi dost nikalega.
Us din main kahi nahi gaya. Main bas yahi sochta raha ki Abhishek ko samne se ye baat kaise puchu. Pure din sochne ke baad maine faisla kar liya ki main Abhishek se direct baat karunga.
Kyuki ab main uska raaz janta hu. Aur Abhishek ek aacha insan hai. Woh mera raaz bhi kisi ko nahi batayega. Aur agle din 10 baje main Abhishek ke ghar pauch gaya. Abhishek bilkul normal tha. Aur woh laptop par kuch kaam kar raha tha.
Main bar bar darr raha tha ki kahi is baat se Abhishek aur mere beech ladayi na ho jaye. Magar kehte hai na ki shak ka keeda jab tak dimag mein rehta hai. Jab tak uska ilaaj na kiye jaye. Isiliye maine bhi faisla kar liya ki main Abhishek se ye baat puch ke rahunga.
Main – Bhai, tujhse ek baat puchu agar bura na mane to.
Abhi – Ha ha bhai puch kya bat hai?
Main – Bhai, mujhe tere bare mein kuch pata chala hai. Pehle mummy ki kasam kha naraj nahi hoga.
Abhi – Ha ha bhai maa kasam. Ab bol.
Maine aapna mobile nikala. Aur apni incest Rahul wali Instagram id login karke. Mobile Abhishek ke hath mein de diya. Abhishek ne jaise hi messages aur apni mummy ki photo dekhi. Uski aankhe fati ki fati reh gayi.
Abhishek ka halak sukh gaya. Aur woh mujhse najare churane laga. Maine bhi apni nazar neeche kar li. Kuch der hum dono chup bethe rahe. Fir jaise hi main bolne laga. Tabhi Abhishek bola.
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