Raat ke do baj chuke the. Guest room ki wahi halki, peeli night-lamp ki roshni ab kamre ke kone-kone mein ek nashili aur mandh parat chhod rahi thi. Zameen par bikhri hui nighty ke kachre aur unke jismon se nikalne wali garm bhap ne us kamre ka maahaul poori tarah se badal diya tha. Meera abhi bhi dressing table ke us thande glass ke samne halke se jhuki hui thi, uske saanson ki raftaar abhi bhi tez thi aur uske gore, bhare hue jism par pichli baar ke garm beej ki nami aur pasine ki chamak saaf dikh rahi thi.
Raghav peeche khada tha, uski nangi chati par pasine ki boondein chamak rahi thi aur uska lund abhi bhi halka-halka dharak raha tha, jaise wo kisi bhi waqt dobara action mein aane ke liye bekarar ho.
If you can, please support and motivate your writer. And if you have any specific demands, please let me know. Agar aap saksham hai, to apni writer ko support karke aur motivate kar skte hai😗 Aur aapki koi specific demand hai, to wo bhi jarur btaiyega 💋
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