Waise yahan koi bf nahi hai. Desi indian Par kyun tum jante the kya usse.Murari – Nahi kuch nahi. Aur ek jharna behta tha. Aap andar kyun a gaye sir. Aur ek hath uski kamar par hotta hain.Jaise hi mera hath uski chudhiyon ko chutta hain. Woh din waise hi guzar jata hai.Agli subah meri neend khulti hai. Aur Pooja bhi sabse haskar bat kart thi. Mera lund pura khadda ho jata hai. Ab kya kya bataon.Rajeev – Ab yahan ruk hi gaya hoon. Usne kand hi aisa kiya tha. Aur fir cheers kar akhri peg bhi khatam kar dete hain. Aur main bhi man hi man khuss ho raha tha. Woh office mein jab bhi kahin jati. Par Murari apne ghar walon ke khilaf jakar usse shadi nahi karna chahta tha. Woh mujhe apne room mein daru party karne ke liye invite karti hai. Pooja ek mast si gown pehen kar ayi thi.Murari – Kya dikh rahi
