Dheere dheere unhone meri gaand ko smooth kiya aur apna lund daalne ki koshish ki.Main – Ravi, aaah, ruko…Papa – Debojyoti kuch nahi hoga meri jaan.Dheere dheere dhakke dete hue. Banogi na meri?Main – Ji. Desi indian Khaana banana, ghar ki saaf safai, idhar udhar ke kaam, etc.Kyunki inn halaton ki wajah se Papa bhi kuch nahi kehte aur jaise chal raha tha waise chalne diya. Unhone meri saari halki si utaari aur kamar pe kaanta.Main thoda chillaya, “Ouch, papa dheere”Ekdum se unhe mehsoos hua ke main Debjyot hu. Unhone mujhe palat diya aur meri gaand ko sunghne lage. Papa ne meri halki si muskaan dekhi.Papa – Maine kaha tha na jaan, tumhe dard nahi dunga.Papa ka lund itna lamba nahi tha but kaafi mota tha, jisse meri gaand ka ched aur khulne lagaMain – Ravi, mein tumhare bache ki maa ban na chahti hu.
