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Maine socha ki ab agar main kuch nehi bola toh fas jaunga, aur tabhi mere dimag main ek idea aya aur main towel lapette huwe bole, ‘mere ek dost ne mujhe bataya ki tum yaha ek call girl ka kam karti ho toh main tumhe pakadne aya hu. Aur main dekhna chahata tha ki tum kitna gir sakti ho. Tumhari didi tumhara itna khayal rakhti hai, humne tumhe hostel main rakha padne ke liye aur tum bahar yeh sab karti ho, sarm nehi ayi tumhe, aur agar tumhare didi ko pata chala toh who kya sochegi’.Sonam: nehi jiaji please didi ko pata nehi chalna chahiye, aap didi ko maat batana please.Ab mujhe laga ki sab kuch mere control me hai.Me: tumhari didi ko toh main sab kuch bataunga.Sonam: please jijaji, aap jo bologe main karungi lekin please didi ko maat batana.Yeh sun kar mera ghabraya huwa lund phir khada hone laga tha.Me: thik hai agar tum itna gidgida rahi ho to main tumhari didi ko kuch nehi kahunga, lekin tumne jo abhi bola who karogi na?Sonam: han jijaji aap jo bologe main karungi.Me: thik hai. My wife was out with her friends, so I decided to go to the local pub in center of Belgrade, to get a beer and lose some time. And, there I saw her. Sitting with her friend (fat ugly bitch), so I greeted her, and forgot about it in a sec.Well, as night went on, I got a bit drunk at the bar, when she joined me. She started flirting (drunk aswell). I was stunned, cause I never expected that from her, and, to be honest, I got a bit scared of her hubby, cause, you know.Then, she started her sad story. She got divorced, cause he cheated on her and things like that.I openedly asked her if she is on the rebound now (I am drunk - fuck it, if it works, it works).She said yes. We started kissing and gropping in the pub. She was wearing nothing special - jeans and some shirt, but her tits were poking me through the fabric (or that was my imagination).One hour, and an expensive taxi ride later, we were at her place. Her k** was at her parents house, so obviously she was planning this, probably.
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