Biwi apni mast bra me leti hui thi jab pati ne apna kada lund uske munh par rakh diya, biwi ke gore gore boobs par baithke. Sharma ke bina biwi ne pura lund apne gulaabi hothon me le liya aur aise chusne lagi jaise koi meetha aam ho. Pati ne bra ko pakadkar usko aur jor se chusne ko bola, “Aise nahi, pura andar le meri raand!” Biwi ki “hmm uhh” ki awazein pure kamre me goonj rahi thi, jaise kisi bhookhi auraat ko khana mila ho. Uski narm ungliyan lund ke niche ke gote bhi sahla rahi thi jab pati ne gusse me bra se bahar nikle boobs ko dabana shuru kiya. Biwi ki geeli jeeb lund ke har nass ko chat rahi thi, kabhi neeche se upar, kabhi tip par ghuma rahi thi. Jab pati ka pani nikalne laga, biwi ne ek boond bhi waste nahi kiya, sara cream jaise koi amrit ho waise chaat liya, phir bhi lund ko chhodte nahi. Pati pagal ho gaya aur uske baalon ko pakadkar uska sar aage peeche karne laga, jaise koi machine ho, “Le mera maal, sali raand, aaj tujhe pila dunga!”