Jhooti se peetai dardnak hoti hain na. Maan glared at his best buddy his younger brother. Bahut hui kya waise jhooti kaunsi thi.
The one I gifted. Maan cried. Pata hain Vicky.. kabhi zindagi mein na jhooti gift mat kiya karo.. you never know kab kaha.. aahhh..
Meri girlfriend jhooti nahi pehanti.
Haan woh tho nange pao ghoomti hain. Maan tried to taunt him but Vicky was well prepared for his sting. Aise kya dekh rahe ho.
Sirf peetai hui hain ya sex bhi bandh.
Sex ka naam mat lo kamine. Maan growled. Sex se sirf jhoothi yaad aati hain mujhe.
Kyu..
Kyu.. jab sex karne wale ke upar jhooti se maar pade na tab tumhe samajh aayenga kyu. Maan snapped back in pain clutching his member in his hands.
Waha bhi.. omg Bhabhi ne tho aapka the end kara diya. Vicky stifled a laugh but seeing his brother cup his own member he could not hold himself. Sachi mein Bro.. I mean waha koi marta hain kya.. impotent ho jaate tho.
Meri biwi marti hain. Maan hissed back with dangerous eyes. Biwi nahi monster ki rani hain woh.. jhoothi kya gift di.. apne aaap ko jhoothi ki Jhansi wali rani samajh bait gayi.. ek din ek din main ushe..
Ek din kya pati dev. The poor husband gulped down hearing his sherni's dangerous voice from behind. Ek din kya karne ka soch rahe ho.
Main. He slowly turned signaling Vicky to hide his beer can from her.Main. wat can I do Jaan.. main tho bechara jhooti ka maara.. kya kar saktha hoon. He gave a small convincing smile.
Hmm. She narrowed her eyes. Waise meri jhoothi kahi dekhi hain kya.. mil hi nahi rahi hain.
Kho gayi. He asked getting excited. Kab aur kaha kho gayi... acha hua kho gayi main bach gaya..
Acha. She asked with her hard questioning eyes. Itne khush tho aap humare shaadi ke din bhi nahi the jo aaj meri jhoothi ke kho jaan par ho rahe hain.
Kyu na hoon... Ab bina jhoothi ke tum mujhe maar hi nahi sakthi ho. He became the tiger he was and he roared like one. Ab na tum mujhe rokh sakthi ho .. you see I can drink as much as beers and have sex with you.. aaj kaun bachayega tumhe jaaneman..
Aap shayad bhool rahe hain darling pati dev ki Geet Maan Singh Khuranna ke paas sirf ek jhoothi nahi bahut saari jhooti hain and jo khoyi hui hain woh purani thoothi hui jhoothi hain. And she smirked seeing his color leave him. Nayi wali.. majboot jhoothi jo aap ne di hain woh tho yaha hain.. mere pyare se feet mein. And he stopped breathing. Aaj ka dose pura jo karna hain.
Kaunsa dose bhabhi..
Maar khane ka dose Vicky.. ab tumare Bro ko Beer se itna pyar hain ki kal ki maar ke baad aaj bhi woh beer pe rahe hain to mujhe hi kuch karna hain na.. ab biwi se shaadi jo ki hain tho nibani tho padegi. Geet grimed in satisfaction seeing him almost faint.
Aaj kaha maarne wale ho.. kahi waha tho.. Vicky smirked at his Bro. You know what I mean..
Ab woh last mein rakhti hoon.. aaj zara peeche wale ko massage dungi.. kya hain na baith baith kar beer pee pee ke mote hote jaa rahe hain so jab baithne hi nahi milega tho beer kaha se peeyenga Maan Singh Khuranna. And with an evil smirk Geet slowly removed her jhoothi not leaving her focus from Maan who was all frozen now. Hojao tayar Maan Singh Khuranna.. aaj aapke peechawade ka pura massage karva hi lete hain.
Just for fun ... so enjoy.. not meant to harm anyone or anything.
And to be continued..😆
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