Vicky usay ishaara karta hai ki hug kare, wo mana karti hai, Heena phir muskura ke usay hug kar deti hai. Vicky uske kaan mein bolta hai “jaadu kar diya hai tumne” aur chala jaata hai. Heena aaj khush thee ki Vicky uske saath khada hua.
Phir Aamir khelne nikal jaata hai aur Heena Vicky ko call karti hai
Heena – hi Vicky
Vicky – hi Heena jaan
Heena – hi ….jaan??
Vicky – kya main tumhe apni jaan nahin maan sakta
Heena – haan but….
Vicky – you have a lovely Butt
Heena – kyaa
Vicky – hmmm
Heena – naughty
Vicky – main aapko Vicky jaan kahene ko nahin kahe raha
Heena – hmmmmm
Vicky – thanks jaan
Heena – jaaan…..thoda time lagega used to honay mein. But Aamir ke saamne nahin
Vicky – ok jaan
Vicky – kaash wo Mohd ki jagah tumhara shohar hota
Heena – kyon
Vicky – thukai karne mein aur mazaa aata
Heena – ha ha
Vicky – peet peet kar keema bana deta
Heena – hmmmm…aur
Vicky – uski sexy biwi us say chheen leta
Heena – hmmmmm….daring
Vicky – jaan agar tumhare jaisa prize ho toh koi bhi jaan laga de
Heena – ha ha ha bas bas bas
Vicky – waise aap aaj leggings aur kurti mein bahut hot lag rahin theen jaan…
Heena – thank you …tabhi tum dekh rahe thhey
Vicky – kya karun mard hoon
Heena – hmmmmm…
Vicky – Heena high heels mei tumhara figure itna sexy lagta hai ki tum toh murde mein bhi jaan daal do
Heena – jaanti hoon isi liye to pahnti hoon
Vicky – mujhe us din ki bus ride bahut yaad aa rahi hai
Heena – haan zaroor…
Vicky – lovely touch thaa
Heena – chup
Vicky – jaan tumhari saanse kyon bhaari ho rahi hain
Heena – nahin nahin toh
Vicky – tumhari chhaati upar neeche hotay hue mast lag rahe honge
Heena – Vicky bas
Vicky – ok jaan
Vicky – maine Mohd ko tumhe apna samajh ke peeta tha, tum chahati ho ki main tumhe apna samjhu
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – jaan tum mujhe apna samajhti ho??
Heena – …..
Heena – haaan
Vicky – Imran se zyada?
Heena – wo mera shauhar hai
Vicky – hai but mujhe apna samajhti ho
Heena – hmmmm
Heena – lagta hai Aamir aa gaya khel ke
Vicky – hmmm bye jaan
Heena – bye
Heena bahut khush thee, itne time baad kisi aadmi ne usey ye ehsaas dilaya tha ki wo kitni khoobsoorat hai, sexy hai. Uski tareef ki thee.
Aamir aur Heena baad mein dinner wagarah kar ke apne apne rooms mein chale jaate hain. Raat ko kareeb 11 baje, Vicky call karta hai Heena ko
Heena – hi Vicky
Vicky – hi jaan
Heena – hmmm kaise yaad kiya
Vicky – yaad toh karte rahete hain
Heena – achha janaab
Vicky – nahin maante
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – darwaaza kholo aur dekho
Heena – kya
Vicky – main darwaza kholo aur dekho
Heena jaati hai aur dekhti hai ek gulaab ka phool rakkha hua hai
Heena – tummm ??
Vicky – nahin Mohd ne bhijwaya hai…kya bolti ho jaan
Heena – thank you Vicky
Vicky – ab is gulaab ko lekar apne kamre mein jaao
Heena – hmmm..hukm kar rahe ho
Vicky – request hai aur waise hukm nahin de sakta kya
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – jaan kya pahene ho
Heena – nightie hai
Vicky – full length, ghutno tak ya phir aur chhoti
Heena – ghutno se thodi neeche
Vicky – sleeveless?
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – noodle strap?
Heena – humm… babydoll nightie hai…
Vicky – colour pink?
Heena – hmmm
Vicky – ab gulaab ko apne honto se chhoo lo, kiss it
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – thanks…maan lo ye gulaab ki pankhudiyan mere honth hain
Vicky – phir dubaara kiss karogi inhe
Heena – rascal…
Heena – badmaash
Heena – hmmmmm
Vicky – ab main nahin kahunga, jahaan meri jaan chahati hai mere in honto ko apne jism se laga le
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – hontho pe lagaya
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – gardan pe
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – gardan se neeche
Heena -…….hmmmmm
Vicky – thoda aur neeche
Heena – hmmmmmm
Vicky – aur neehce dono pyaare pyaare …..
Heena – hmmm?
Heena – ….. hmmmmmm
Vicky – naabhi pe
Heena – hmmmmmm
Vicky – thoda neeche
Heena – hmmmmm
Vicky – aur neeche
Heena – hmmmmmmm
Vicky – ras ke khazaane pe
Heena – ……hmmmmmmm….aaah
Vicky – thank you jaan, I love you
Heena – hmmmm….jaan
Call khatm
Agle din share markets mein chhutti thee. Aamir school chala jaata hai aur unke ghar ki maid bhi jhaadu pocha maarke chali jaati hai. Heena abhi raat waali babydoll nightie mein hee hoti hai aur bade fancy pink colour ke hi unchi pencil heel ke slip-on sandal pahane hote hain. Tabhidoorbell bajti hai. Uppar ek chunni le wo dekhti hai aur paati hai ki Vicky hai darwaaze pe, uske chehre pe ek bahut badi muskaan aa jaati hai.
Heena – aao Vicky
Vicky – Kaisee hai meri jaan
Heena – phir shuru ho gaye
Vicky – kya hua raat se abhi tak jaan nahin rahi
Heena – chup, andar aa
Vicky usay ek chhota sa bouquet deta hai laal gulaab ka.
Heena – thank you Vicky
Vicky – welcome jaan
Vicky apni baahen kholta hai aur wo unme sama jaati hai
Heena – hmmmmm thanks Vicky…mera saath dene ke liye
Vicky – tumhare aur us gadhe pati mein obviously tumhara saath doonga, u r a maal meri jaan
Heena – par agar usne phir phone kiya Imran ko
Vicky – toh tumhare saath saath uski biwi Ayesha ko bhi kheench laaunga
Heena – ha ha ha
Vicky ka ek haath dheere dheere neeche ke nitambhon ki taraf jaata hai. Heena ki saans atak jaati hai, wo Vicky ki taraf dekhti hai. Vicky uski ore aur itne mein haath gaand ke upar hota hai
Heena – aaaah
Vicky – lovely ass
Heena – Vicky bas
Vicky – bas?
Heena – hmmmm
Vicky – abhi nahin
Andar se Heena bhi khush thee ki Vicky masti kar raha tha. Wo door honay lagti hai aur Vicky usay apni ore kheench leta hai.
Vicky – meri Heena jaan kahan jaa rahi ho
Heena – mmmm…na kar Vicky
Vicky – kya na karun
Heena – yehi
Vicky – yehi kya
Heena – badmaash
Heena – accha ek minute chhod.
Vicky – hmmmm
Vicky apni pakad dheeli karta hai aur wo dhakka dekar hanste hue apne bedroom ki taraf bhaagti hai. Vicky uske peeche jaata hai aur darwaza band honay se pahele rok leta hai, Heena peeche hoti hai aur dhakke se dono bed pe gir jaate hain. Kyonki Heena peeche mud gayi thee dhakke ke samay toh wo chhati ke bal bed pe girti hai, uski gol gol badi gaand upar ki taraf hoti hai aur girne ki position aisee thee ki Vicky ka lund theek uske upar fit hota hai. Vicky ne aaj lower ke neeche underwear nahin pahena tha. Heena ko Vicky ke naag ke jaagne ka ehsaas hota hai. Wo kasmasaati hai par us ragad se lund aur tight ho jaata hai. Vicky ka moonh uski gardan ke paas hai aur Vicky mauka na ganwaate hue ek geeli si chummi wahan raseed kar deta hai. Phir jeebh se dheere dheere us makkhani twacha ko chaat ta hai aur phir apne moonh se halki phook maarta hai. Us thande thande sparsh ke ehsaas se Heena karha uthti hai
Heena – aaah Vicky hmmmmmm mat……….kar
Vicky phir se wohi process dohraata hai
Heena – hmmmm aaah Vicky
Heena ki gaand aur Vicky ka lund aapas mein chipke hue thhey aur Vicky ka lund apne poore shabaab pe thaa aur khoob ucchal raha tha un tarboozon pe. Vicky bhi dheere dheere apni kamar hila raha tha “dry fucking” ka ehsaas karwaane ke liye.
Heena – aah Vicky
Vicky – bol meri jaan
Heena – naa kar
Vicky – kyon nahin
Heena – main shaadi shuda hoon
Vicky – wo chutiya hai aur door hai
Vicky – tum ek aurat ho
Heena – aaah
Kashmakash mein phansi Heena ko lund ka lams aur ek mard ke saath honay ka ehsaas bahut achha lag raha thaa. Uske sabr ke sab baandh toot rahe thhey. Wo machal rahi thee, Vicky bhi uski gardan aur gaalon ko apne chumbanon se geela kar raha tha. Meri jaan meri heena sunke Heena ki saari rahi sahi kashma kash door ho rahi thee. Havas ke is sailab mein bahene ko tayaar thee Heena aur Vicky tayaar tha usay bahe le jaane ke liye. Apni jeebh se uski adhnangi peeth chaat raha Vicky uske shareer mein jhurjhuri paida kar deta hai aur jaise hee wo apne moonh ko thoda side karti hai kuchh bolne ke liye, Vicky uske chahere ko pakad ek pyaara sa geela sa chumban de daalta hai.
Vicky zor se uske kandhe ko pakad usay palat deta hai aur paheli baar dono ki aankhen milti hain. Aankhon aankhon mein baat hoti hai
Heena – mat kar Vicky
Vicky – karne do Heena jaan
Heena – main shadishuda hoon
Vicky – toh kya hua
Vicky – tumhara jism hai, uski zaroorten hain
Heena – haan par
Vicky – tumhara jism nasheela hai
Heena – hmmmmmm
Vicky – karne do raspan
Heena – agar Aamir ko pata chala
Vicky – kuchh nahin hoga
Aankhon ki baatein shabdon mein badalne lagti hain jab Vicky kaheta hai “Heena I love you” aur ek dum se uske honthon ko apne honthon mein le leta hai.
Achaanak se darwaaze pe bell hoti hai aur dono alag ho jaate hain. Ye apna Aamir tha jo school se jaldi aa gaya tha. 2-3 teachers nahin aaye aur bachhon ke exams bhi aane waale thhey to jaldi ghar jaane ki chhoot mil gayi.
Aamir – bhaiya aap
Vicky – haan Aamir. Abhi tak teri ammi ke pichhle 1-2 din ke incidents chhaye hue hain, isliye aaya tha
Aamir – ammi aapne bhaiya ka thank you kiya
Vicky – haan wohi kar rahi thee jab tu aaya
Heena muskurati hai aur Vicky ki ore dekhti hai
Aamir – good, ammi bhaiya ko khoob dil laga kar thank you karna
Heena hansti hai aur kaheti hai – theek hai baba