Iss taraf woh mere saans lene ki gati bhi dheemi kar chuka tha aur apna neeche waala haath meri skirt ka andar tak daal kar meri gori mulayam aur khiche hue maas waali jaanghon ko masal raha tha. Indian xxx Atul aur main dono hi naram awaaz nikalne lage thei jab achanak se atul ne kaha ki “Akriti abb tum utar jao meri god se nahin to tumhari saari skirt kharaab ho jayegi.” itna sunte hi maine atul se kaha “Atul main kaun sa yeh hi skirt pehen kar ghar jaungi isiliye main apne saath apne doosre kapde bhi layi hoon.” itna sunte hi atul ne mujhe khara kiya aur aage ki tarah theatre ki seat par bend karke meri oopar ho chuki skirt ka istemaal karte hue meri nangi jaanghon par mere ghutne se 3 inch oopar apna jivan dene waale rass ki boondon ki leher chori jo mere gore angg se neeche utarti gayi aur atul seat mein peeche settle hota gaya. To iss prakaar akriti aur
