Maa – ummm abhi itna pyar kar raha hai aur thodi der main dard dega aur mere hothon ko chume aur bed par late gai aur meri ankhon main dekhne lagi to main Muskuraya aur
Main – dard ke baad jo maza hai na maa usse ek aurat se behtar kaun janta hai
Jab pehli baar chut main louda jata hai to bada dard hota hai aur uske baad maze he maze puri zindagi ke aur jab baccha hota hai to kitna dard hota hai aur phir bacche ke chehre ko dekh kar kitni Khushi milti hai wo ek aurat he samajh sakti hai aur maa aage kuch bolti maine unhe ulta kiya matlab unhe ghodi banaya aur dadi bhabhi aur chhoti ke dekhne laga
To sub dhire se boli aaram se dalna to main muskuraya aur apne loude ko maa ki Gand ke surakh par rakha
Maa – aaaah aaram se mere bacche tujhe Paida karke kitni khushi us din mili thi usse jyada khushi phir se tujhe apne andar lene ki ho rahi hai
Maa ne itna bola ha the ki maine apne supade se unki gand ke surakh par jor lagaya aur to such main kisi ghodi ki hinhinane lagi dard ke mare jab ki maine sirf jor he lagaya tha dala bhi nahi tha kyu ki maa ki Gand ka surakh kafi kasa hua tha
Maa ki cheekhe sun kar
Sub bol padi aaram se to maine sub ko jane ke liye kaha kyu ki mujhe idea lag gya tha ki maa ka dard dekh kar inme se koi gand dene ke liye tyar nahi hogi
Maa – haaaan ap sub jao ab mujhe apne bete ke sath suhagdin manane do kyu ki ab kitna bhi dard kyu na ho mujhe mera beta phir se apne ander chahiye is liye un sub ko jana pada aur unke jane ke baad
Main – maa maine to dala bhi nahi hai to itni kyu cheekhi
Maa – kyu ki main nahi chahati thi ki mera dard dekh kar ye koi tujhe apni Gand ya chut dene se mana kare chal ab daal apne loude ko apni maa ki Gand main aur bana le apni biwi aur sath main ban ja madarchod mere bete
Ye sunna tha ki Maine is baar apna louda pakda aur maa ki Gand ke surakh ko failaya aur is baar maa ki cheekho ki parwah kiye bina apna louda unki gand main dalta chala gya
Aur maa kisi kutia ki tarah cheekhti rahi par mujhe rok nahi kyu ki wo janti thi ki jitna wo rokegi utna uske dard hoga.
Maa – aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaaa maaaaaar dala tune mujhe akhil mere bacche maaaaaaaaaa kitna mota aur bada louda hai mere bete ka
Meri chhoti si bacchi kaise legi isse aur meri maa to mar he jayegi is umar main isse le kar
Bahar se aawaj aai ki aaram se to
Maa – tum log chup rahogi thodi der maaaaaaaaaa akhil tu ruk mat dalta ja jaha tak ja sakta hai mere bacche aur mana le apni maa ke sath apna suhagdin aur mujhe phir se ek aurat hone ka ehsas Kara mere bete aur main maa ki baat sun kar ruka nahi bas apna kaam karta raha maa thi is liye aaram aaram se par ruka nahi kab tak ki pura ka pura unki gand main daal nahi diya aur phir pura nikalta aur phir se daal deta
Aur main tab hairan Reh gya jab louda nikala to maa ki Gand ka chhota sa surakh kitna fail gya tha
