Dirty Sasur Ji Sneaks Into Bahu’s Room For Secret Forbidden Fun

Sasur ji chupke se bahu ke kamre mein ghuste hain jab unka beta kaam pe hota hai. Yeh silsila saalon se chal raha hai. Bahu ki aankhon mein ghabrahat saaf dikhti hai, woh baar baar darwaze ki taraf dekhti rehti hai ki koi aa toh nahi raha. Phir bhi sasur ji unke kapde ek ek karke utaar dete hain, unki salwar tak neeche kar dete hain bina koi rok tok maane. Unke haath bahu ke seene par phirte hain, dheere dheere dabaate hue neeche ki taraf badhte jaate hain. Bahu ka shareer thoda sa hilta hai, shayad rokne ki koshish karti hai lekin dheere dheere unke haath ki garmi mein woh ruk si jaati hai. Sasur ji jhuk kar unke dono seene ko muh mein lete hain, ek ek karke choosne lagte hain jaise apna haq maang rahe hon. Woh dono taraf se gehraai se chooste hain, kabhi rukte nahi, unke muh se halki si awaazein nikalti rehti hain. Bahu ka chehra pehle se thoda laal ho chuka hota hai. Unke haath dheere dheere sasur ji ke kandhe par aa jaate hain, pehle halke se dhakelne ki koshish phir dheere dheere woh bhi unke is tarah se choosne mein kho si jaati hain. Sasur ji unke seene ko apne liye claim karte hue chooste rehte hain, jaise purani yaad aur haq dono ko ek saath jee rahe hon. Bahu ki saanson ki raftaar badh jaati hai aur dheere dheere woh poori tarah se unke is khel mein shaamil ho jaati hain.