Abhi main Hiralal ji ke sath akeli thi. Wo mera hath pakde hue tha. Wo mere hath ko pyar se mal raha tha bina ruke. Jab tak hum log ghar ke andar nahi pahunche aisa hi chalta raha. Mujhe gussa bhi aa rahi thi aur behad sharam bhi. 60 saal ka Buddha aur main uski beti jaisi 27 saal ki. Is aadmi se sex ke baare mein soch bhi nahi sakti thi.
Lekin itna pehelwan tha Hiralal, ki mujhe kuch-kuch hone laga tha andar hi andar se. Aise mard se kabi nahi chudwayi thi pehle. Dil dhadak raha tha. Dhadkane tez ho gayi thi.
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