Pramila:haan re...nahi katungi
Ravi:kya
Pramila: tera angutha..aur kya..haste hue
Ravi ye sun kar aur josh me aa jata hai...uske sareer ka sara khooon uske lund per aa jata hai..uski lund ke nase saaf dikh rahi thi..
Ravi:kya dekh rahi ho..pehle nahi dekha(haste hue)
Pramila:na....10 inch ka mobile pehle nahi dekha(haste hue kehti hai)
Ravi:kyun..papa ke pass bhi hai na..
Pramila :hai per chota hai..tere se adhha
Ravi:achha
Pramila:purane model ka hai na..
Ravi
hhhh
Pramila:ab to usme network bhi nahi pakadta hai..
Ravi:sach maa...
Pramila:haan sach...outgoing ke liye balance bhi nahi rehta..haste hue
Ravi:phir..call kaise karti ho
Pramila:phir kya...bas miss call jati hai
Dono maa...bete ek dusre ki aakhon me dekhte hue
Pramila:tere mobile me balance hai na..
Ravi: bahut hai maa...puri raat baat kar lena
Pramila:dekhti hoon..beech me call na kat jaye ..haste hue
Ravi:nahi katega..
Tabhi ravi achanak...apne ulte haath..
jo is samay apni maa ke baalon ko uske mathe se hata rahe hote hain...usi haanth se apna lund jad se pakadta hai..aur apni maa ke honthon per thap thaapa deta hai..pramila sihar uthti hai..
Tabhi ravi jo ek haath diwaar se tika kar apni maa per jhuka hua tha..thoda sidha hota hai...aur apne dono haathon ke apni maa ki chooti jo uski peeth ke piche kamar tak aa rahi ko uske jad se pakadta hai..phir apni dono taange faila leta..isse pramila diwaar se sate hue ravi ki dono taango ke theek bicho bich aa jaati hai..ab pramila aa muh..apne bete ke lund ke bikul seedh me aa jata hai..ravi ne apni maa ka baal kass kar uske sar ke piche dono haantho se pakda hue..ravi apni kamar ko thoda piche karta hai..uske pair wahin jame rehte hai..pramila samjh nahi paati..