6) Ek din bablu ne mummy papa ko chodte hue dekh liya. Papa ne use samjha diya ki ham to cake bana rahe the.Kuch din ke bad bablu ne mummy ko kaha, ky... aaj bhi aap ne cake banai thi.Mummy: Haan lekin tumhe kaise pata?Bablu: Wo cake ki malai maine chat li jo bistar par giri thi.7) Ek baar truck wale sardar ji ne mumbai ke randi khane me ja ke waha ki madam ko bola, mere ko tumhari sab se gandi randi do aur sath me rajma chawal mangwa do. Ye kah ke usne madam ko 5000 rupye de diye.Madam: are itne. He asked me come back as my condition was weak and you r aunt is insisting you to come then I said okay and went next day in the afternoon when uncle was not at home. I rang the bell and no one answered. I pushed the door it was open.I went inside and saw my aunt was acting like working on kitchen table. I went behind her and slowly grabbed her waist and kissed her neck. She shivered and closed eyes. I continued kissing her neck and exploring her boobs my dream projects whit my one hand and she. He introduced me to the guys and the one who asked him what took so long was Curtis. “ the name's Curtis but everyone calls me Curt” said the 6'7” monster of a man who was a junior defensive lineman for the high school football team. Most of the guys there were either on the team or going to try out this year. “so do you play ball Ryan” Curt asked. I told him that I played linebacker for my old team. “oh shit looks like we found your replacement captain, your on my team” he said. “ What you. She loved the freedom of communicating that way. The lack of pretension, self-criticism, and judginess was a huge delight. The interior of Acadia was unlike anything Reema had seen before. The sheer amount of people reminded her of an Indian wedding. This was far from an Indian wedding, though. For one thing, the music blared at an unbelievable level. Reema could feel the amazing bass frequencies rumbling around in her body. She looked to see many people discretely socializing in private.