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One morning poo receives a phone call " poo poo come to mandir quickly on ur cycle with Ramu beta. And remember don't wear heels otherwise people will mistake u for the man and him as ur wife like many times before"
Paakhi " ok ma"
Rookhi get to mandir and what do their little crooked makhi eyed see
😲 samla dressed as bride and groom. Kamla wearing a white English off the shoulder cleavage showing bridal gown showing her melons in all their juicy glory. And sahil in a tummy and butt crack showing tuxedo.
Pakhi " ma what is this"
Kamla " poo we got married give us ur blessing"
Pakhi" oh ma I m so happy today dad got the ying to his yang"
Samla " let's go to our new house"
At home Kamla and poo all alone.
Pakhi " ma what made u love dad."
Kamla " the way he touches my basketball sized butt cheeks first putting one hand on one cheek and the other on the other checking beating a rhyth on them as though he is playing the drums. Then when he stops the drumming the way he slaps my butt cheeks asking ' who's ur daddy Kamla? Who's ur daddy Kamla?' His touch sends a shiver from my drum sized woman hood to my oh so so so cushy squishy volleyball sized breasts. Man does he love to serve them. His hands are barely big enough to cover my coconut sized nipples which he squeezes like lemons to make lemonade. Oh and when that peanut sized wee wee gets lost in my flabby womanhood I tingle all ready to mingle. "
Pakhi " oh Kamla ma I needy Ramu. His black coffe bean do satisfies my saggy watery used tea bag like womanhood. His coffe ran completes my used tea bag. When he touches my saggy sunflower seed sized nipples with his brown prune like hands I
Go wild."
Kamla" oh my bee to my honey my bayst ifrand ( best friend Kamla ishtyle) I better go to my takloo. And u to ur black eyed pea. But before we go my govinda to my David Dhawan lets do our Jodi no. 1 rhyme: Main langdi"
Pakhi " main kaani"
Kamla and pakhi together " him Dono mein koi na Sahani"
And this is how to best friends discuss their love life.
🤣
Paakhi " ok ma"
Rookhi get to mandir and what do their little crooked makhi eyed see
😲 samla dressed as bride and groom. Kamla wearing a white English off the shoulder cleavage showing bridal gown showing her melons in all their juicy glory. And sahil in a tummy and butt crack showing tuxedo.
Pakhi " ma what is this"
Kamla " poo we got married give us ur blessing"
Pakhi" oh ma I m so happy today dad got the ying to his yang"
Samla " let's go to our new house"
At home Kamla and poo all alone.
Pakhi " ma what made u love dad."
Kamla " the way he touches my basketball sized butt cheeks first putting one hand on one cheek and the other on the other checking beating a rhyth on them as though he is playing the drums. Then when he stops the drumming the way he slaps my butt cheeks asking ' who's ur daddy Kamla? Who's ur daddy Kamla?' His touch sends a shiver from my drum sized woman hood to my oh so so so cushy squishy volleyball sized breasts. Man does he love to serve them. His hands are barely big enough to cover my coconut sized nipples which he squeezes like lemons to make lemonade. Oh and when that peanut sized wee wee gets lost in my flabby womanhood I tingle all ready to mingle. "
Pakhi " oh Kamla ma I needy Ramu. His black coffe bean do satisfies my saggy watery used tea bag like womanhood. His coffe ran completes my used tea bag. When he touches my saggy sunflower seed sized nipples with his brown prune like hands I
Go wild."
Kamla" oh my bee to my honey my bayst ifrand ( best friend Kamla ishtyle) I better go to my takloo. And u to ur black eyed pea. But before we go my govinda to my David Dhawan lets do our Jodi no. 1 rhyme: Main langdi"
Pakhi " main kaani"
Kamla and pakhi together " him Dono mein koi na Sahani"
And this is how to best friends discuss their love life.
🤣
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