Jija Ke Kehne Par Didi Ko Maa Banaya – Update 3

Patla Lamba jism,uske gore laal gaal jese makhan mai sindhoor mix kia ho,gol gol gori lambi tangain,honth to itne laal ke lag raha tha jese abhi hi khoon tapak parega,, slim jism pe gol gol tight mummey(boobs) uski shirt mai bahut tight nazar aa rahey the,,gaand ke upar ubhri hui skirt kitni sexy lag rahi thi,Didi chalti to gaand pe lambi choti jese Didi ki gaand ko thap thapa rahi ho,gol ghutne ,lambi gardan,agey se latktey thore thore cut kye hue baal Didi ki gori galon pe kitne khubsurat lag rahey the,ajj pehli baar mene Didi ke jism ke ek ek hissey ki apni ankhon se talashi li thi,

Didi ki slim body pe agar koi hissa ubhra nazar ata tha to wo Didi ki shirt mai tight chuchiya or pichey se ubhri hui gaand baki sara jism lambha patla tha,mera dhyan Didi ke jism ki taraf tha or mera lund Didi ki sexy body dekh ke current pakar raha tha lekin Didi idhar udhar dekh rahi thi shayad dekh rahi thi ke hamey ghar le jane wali School Bus nikal chuki thi,fir Didi ne meri taraf dekha or muje us ke laal hue jism ki taraf itne dhyan se dekhta dekh ke pehle ankhon ke ishare se pusha fir boli “kia hai” mai kush nhi bola,,uski taraf dekhta raha,,chor ki dari mai tinka,,jese use apne pakre jane ki tension honey lagi thi

Didi fir boli “Deepu,,,ese meri taraf kia dekh raha hai”
Mai “Didi Bus kahaan hai” Didi ne apne left mumey(boob) pe hath rakha or thandi saanhs letey boli “Bus shayad chali gai hum log late ho gai,,,chalo rikshaw pe jana parega”
Rikshaw pe mai Didi ke sath satt ke beth gia aj pehli baar muje Didi ke kareeb bethne mai kitna maza aa raha tha,,rikshaw pe bethey bethey bhi mera dhyan Didi ki gol gol gori gori lambi tango pe hi ja raha tha or pant ke andar mera lund tambu me bamboo ki taraa khara bekabu ho raha tha lekin mene pant ki pocket mai hath daal ke apne lund ko daba rakha tha,mera dil chah raha tha ke mai kisi tara Didi ke thigh pe hath rakhun lekin dar bhi raha tha fir raste mai sarak kharab honey ki waja se rikshaw pe jhatka laga to mene jhat se apne right hand se didi ke left thigh ko pakar lya,, mera left hand apni pocket mai lund ko pakre tha lekin agle hi jhatke mai muje left hand ko bhi pocket se bahar nikal ke ek side se rikshaw ko pakrna para ab mene ek hath se Didi ki left thigh ko pakra tha or duje hath se left side se rikshaw ka kinara,,mera lund pant mai tana hua ab saaf nazar aa raha tha, Didi ke kuch na bolne ki wajah se mera hosla barta gya,mera dhyan Didi ki tango or apne hath ki position pe tha,,or Dil dhak dhak kar raha tha,rikshaw tuti hui sarak pe ja raha tha or jhatke lag rahey they ini jhatko ki help se meri koshish apne hath ko Didi ki choot ki taraf sarkane ki thi or kafi hath Didi ki choot ke kareeb chala bhi gya,,jese mera hath Didi ki choot ki taraf sarkta to skirt mere hath ke agey ikathi honey ke karan Didi ke gore gol nangay ghutne bhi dikhai dene lagey the,,mera hath Didi ki tang or pait ke joint pe pahunch chuka tha lekin is se agey jane ki hammat nhi ho rahi thi,mene tedi aankh se dekha to Didi ka dhyan mere left side se tambu ki tara uthi meri pant pe tha,,meri galti ki mene apni aankhe Didi ki ankhon mai ankhain daal li tabhi Didi chonky or boli “Deepu ab rasta sahi hai aram se beth” ,mere uski jang se hath uthate hi Didi upar uth ke apni skirt set karne lagi thi or hum ghar ke kareeb bhi pahunch chuke the,,mera sara mood kharab ho chuka tha,ghar pahunchtey hi Didi apne kapre utha ke toilet mai chali gai or fir 15-20 min ke baad kapre change karke hi punjabi suit mai bahar nikli,,dikhne mai wo ab kush relax lag rahi thi..