Savita ko bada maza a raha tha, wo boli is Bra ko bhi to nikal aur thoda tel neeche bhi laga zalim. My desi Hamare city me bahut se Educational institutions hain jahan door door se log padhai ke liye ate hain. Kavita boli –“Jaan, stadium taiyar hai, pitch bhi ready hai, match khelne wala khiladi kahan hai?” Uske mazak se savita kheej uthi. Dono hi ladkiyan bade hi gadraye badan ki thi. Kavita ne uski T shirt ko upar kar utara jisse uska bra dikhai pada aur usme band badi-badi Chuchiyan hilti nazar aaye.Kavita boli-“Aj baut dard ho raha hai kya?” Ha yaar jaldi se tel dal kar malish kar de. Khar-khar ki halki awaz ke sath razor ne Savita ki Chut ke as pas uga Jhanto ka bada jungle saf kar chikna maidan bana diya jiske beech me uski patli Chut ek cricket pitch ki tarah nazar a rahi thi.
