Incest SEEMA KI NAMKEEN CHOOT OR MOTA LUND

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Papa : kya hua? Main : tel lagaane pe aur dard hota hai......main nahin lagati Papa : dard hona matlab iska asar ho raha hai....lagale beti...tabhi theek hoga Maine thoda sa tel aur lagaya Main : ooooo.....mujhse nahin lagega Papa : iss waqt teri mummy ko yahan hona chiye tha....la main lagata hoon Maine thodi see maxi oopar karlee.......papa mujhe per pe tel lagane lage Main : oooohhh.....aaa...mar gayee.... Papa : tel se toh achche se achcha dard theek ho jaat hai... Main : oooohhh...papa...dard poori taang mein aa raha hai Main let gayee aur maxi aur oopar kar lee......maine apni doosri taang thodi oopar kar lee so that papa ko maxi ke andar ka scene dikh sake.......papa thoda sharma rahe theh aur thoda ghabra rahe theh main : papa, thoda tel taang pe bhi laagaao...... maine apni taange khol dee aur dono ghutne (knees) oopar kee tarah kar diye jisse ki papa ko meri taangon ke beech mein se meri safed (white) kachchi (panty) dikhne lage....... Ab papa ki nazar meri taangon ke beech mein se meri kachchi par thee

Main : ooo..papa...dard toh oopar badta jaa raha Papa : beti himmat se kaam le....tel khatam ho gaya hai...main aur garam karke lata hoon Tel toh thanda ho jaayega....par baap beti toh garam ho rahe theh Papa : main aur tel le aaya.....bhavna yeh kaam teri mummy ko karna chahiye..... Main : theek hai toh aap chordo.....dard thodi der se hi sahi par apne aap hi theek ho jaayega Papa : nahin, kabhi kabhi baap ko hi maa ka dharm nibhana padta hai....chal bata kahan lagana hai Main : papa, dard doosri taang mein bhi ho raha hai....aap dono taangon par lagaa do Papa meri dono taangon ke beech mein baith gaye aur tel lagaane lage Main : papa ghutno par bhi lagaa do Papa : beti tel lagne se tere yeh naye kapde toh kharab nahin honge Main : ho sakta hai.....main thoda oopar kar leti hoon Maine maxi thighs tak oopar kar lee............ab meri knees oopar..taangein khuleen....maxi thighs tak...aur papa meri taangon ke beech mein....meri choot unke face ke seedh mein... Main : papa, aap tel bahut achcha lagate ho......kuch kuch aaram mil raha hai

 

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Papa : teri mummy ki bhi dard hoti hai toh main hi lagata hoon.....isliye mujhe tajurba ho gaya hai Main : achcha...papa ab main pet ke bal (with stomach towards floor) let jaati hoon aur aap taangon ke pichle bhaag par bhi achchi tarah tel lagaa do Main pet ke bal let gayee....maine maxi thoda aur kar liya....ab maxi meri hips taka a gayee thee....mera maksad apne baap ko apni fleshy hips dhikhaane ka tha......meri taangein toh ek tarah se poori exposed thee... Maine thoda sa mud kar dekha toh papa meri hips ko dekh rahe theh........halaki meri hips abhi exposed nahin thee.... Main : ek baat bolu......is waqt aap meri mummy ho na Papa : haan Main : pehle mummy mrei sarson ke tel se maalish kiya karti thee, isliye meri hadiyaan mazboot thee, ab nahin karti toh hadiyaan naazuk ho gayee hain

Papa : ho sakta hai..........maalish toh karni hi chaiye Main : toh agar aapko koi dikkat nahin hai toh aap meri maalish hi kardo........agar aapko koi dikkat nahin hai toh, varna main ab chaar maheene baad aaongi toh mummy se kara loongi Papa : ab tu chaar maheene baad aayegi.............is waqt main teri mummy hoon...kar toh deta hoon....lekin tu kisi ko batana mat......apni mummy ko bhi nahin Main : kabhi nahin bataoongi... Papa : phir main tel aur le aata hoon Ab baat ban rahi thee.....garmi sahi nahin jaa rahi thee......lekin mujhe ab bhi lag raha tha ki papa ki niyat ab bhi saaf hai.....mujhe lag raha tha ki unke liye maalish ka matlab sirf maalish hi hai aur kuch nahin...kher ab main phirse seedhee let gayee (peeth ke bal)....amine maxi aur oopar karlee.....kachchi tak.... Papa tel lekar aa gaye Papa : chal beti.....lagta hai aaj saara tel maalish mein lag jaayega Main seedhe leti hui thee......maxi kachchi tak chadi hui.

 

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Main : papa , maalish thoda kas ke karma......jaise mummy karti hain papa meri taangon ki maalish kar rahe theh main : papa maine shahar mein tv dekha papa : achcha...kaunsi filme dekhee main : usmein kya kya dikhatein hain main bata nahin sakti papa : aisa kya dikhate hain main : taangein baad mein kar lena...pehle oopar ka bhaag kar lo papa : theek hai main : main kapde oopar karoon toh aapko koi dikkat toh nahin hai......aap ek kaa karo...aap aankhein band karlo main apne kapde oopar chadati hoon papa : haan, yeh theek hai....is tarah baap beti mein parda bhi rahega my foot! maine apni maxi apne galle (neck) tak chadalee....ab main apne papa ke saamne ek tarah se sirf bra aur kachchi main thee main : ab aap tel ki katori ko mere side mei rakh do aur oopar aake mere pet maalish karo...jaise mummy karti hain papa ne tel ki katori ek side mein rakhi....aur doggie style mein mere oopar aa gaye...ek haath zameen par rakha support ke liye aur doosre haath se mere pet par tel lagane lage.....ab vo mere saamne nahin balki oopar theh isliye hum almost face to face theh....

Main : haan papa..toh main keh rahi thee ki jo cheezein tv par dikhaaten hain vo aapne pehle kabhi nahin dekhi hongi Papa : aisa kya hai? Main : lekin main nahin maanti ki vo sachaayee hai Papa : kya nahin maanti? Main : vo dikhaten hain ki..........nahin main vo bol nahin sakti Papa : bata na..aisa kya hai? Main : nahin...kaise bolu.....nahin bol sakti... Papa : aisa kya hai jo tu bol nahin sakti? Main : main toh kabhi soch bhi nahin sakti ki asia bhi hota hoga? Papa : kya hota hoga? Main : karke dekhoon.....par aap bura toh na manoge? Papa : nahin manugaa. Main : toh phir apna chehra idhar laao Maine papa ka face apni taraf kiya aur unke hoton par kiss kar diya....papa ne aankhein khol lee.... Main : papa aapne kaha tha ki aap bura nahin manoge Papa : mujhe yaad hai Main :maalish kyon rok di....vo toh karte raho Papa : kya tv par yeh dikhaatein hain Main : haan papa....aap hi bataao , kya ladka ladki ek doosre se hnot (lips) milaate hain? Papa : maine toh nahin suna Main : tv mein toh ladka ladki aise hnot milate hain jaise hnot se hnot ki maalish kar rahe ho..................papa yeh aap maalish kar raho ho yaa sirf haath pher rahe ho......achchi tarah karo....aap toh mere kapdo par bhi tel lagaa rahe ho......ek kaam karo.................aankhein khol lo..

 

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Papa : aankhein toh khol leta hoon lekin tum kisi ko batana mut Main : kaha na...kabhi nahin bataoongi Ab papa ne aankhein khol lee aur unki jawan beti almost fully nagni unke saamne unse maalish karati hui.......apni beti ka badan dekhte hi vo thoda sharma gaye... Main : thode lambe lambe haath chalaao...............tv par toh ladka ladki ki hnoto se itni achchi maalish kar raha tha aur aap toh haathon se bhi achchi nahin kar rahe... Papa : nahin aisee baat nahin hai.....ab main kas ke karta hoon Papa ne lungi aur baniyaan pehni hui thee Main : papa dekho na, aapki baniyaan par tel lag raha hai, yeh kharab na ho jaaye.....isse nikaal do Papa : theek hai.. Aur papa ne baniyaaan utaar di....ab meri maxi mere bra se oopar thee, papa sirf lungi mein theh aur mere oopar chad kar mere pet ki maalish kar rahe theh Main : papa...hnot se hnot milaanaa toh maine pehlee baar dekhaa hi...lekin isse badi cheez bhi dekhi....jo main nahin maanti ki aslee mein hota hoga Papa : achcha...kya dekha Main : bata nahin sakti....apna chehra idhar laao Papa ka face apne haathon mein leke main phirse papa ke hnoto pe kiss karne lagi....kuch der tak hamare hnot aise hi ek doosre se chipke rahe...phir papa ne kaha

Papa : par yeh toh tu bataa chukee hai Main : haan yeh toh bataa chukee hoon....ab jo karna hai vo karne mein thoda sa ajeeb lag raha hai.......chalo kartee hoon...laao apne hnot Humne phirse kiss shuru kee. Ab maine apnee jeebh (tongue) papa ke hnoto par chalaaee aur papa ke mooh (mouth) ke andar daalni chaahi......papa ne halke se apna mooh khol diya...toh maine apnee jeebh papa ke mooh mein daal dee.... Main papa kee jeebh ko chaatne lagi......ab papa bhi apnee jeebh meri jeebh par ghumaane lage...unhone apnee jeebh mere daanton (teeth) par maaree...kuch der ek doosre kee jeebh choosne ke baad papa ne apna face oopar kiya.... Main : papa, achcha laga Papa : maine toh yeh sab pehlee baar suna.....mera matlab pehlee baar kiyaa hai Main : toh main kaunsaa roz karti hoon...maine bhi pehlee baar kiya, papa ek baat kahoon....aapkee jeebh hai badee swaad Papa : achcha..... Main : meri jeebh ka swaad aapko kaisa laga? Papa : hmmm.... Main : yaad nahin toh phir chakh (taste) kar dekh lo Maine papa ka face pakar kar apnee taraf liya aur apnee jeebh bahar nikal dee...papa meri jeebh ko chaat-ne lage............is dauraan maine tel kee katoree se thoda tel liya aut papa kee peeth pat lagaane lagi.

 

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kuch der tak chaatne ke baad papa alag hue.. Main : papa, ab toh bataao kaisa hai meri jeebh ka swaad Papa : achchaa hai.........par tu yeh sab kisi se bataana mat Main : bilkul nahin...papa main apnee maxi nikaal hi deti hoon Maine apnee maxi utaar dee....ab main sirf bra-panty mein thee aur papa sirf lungi mein... Main : papa..ab aap meri peeth (back) kee kaamish karo Yeh keh kar main pet (stomach) ke bal let gayee. Papa ke saamne meri nangi peeth aur meri hips thee. Papa meri peeth kee maalish karne lage Main : mere koolhon (hips) par lagaao tel....dabaa dabaa kar karo maalish... Papa mere hips par tel lagaane lage...meri hips umar ke hisaab se badi hain Main : papa, aap mummy ke koolhon (hips) par bhi maalish karte ho Papa : haan...lekin ab toh uski maalish kiye paanch cheh saal ho gaye Papa meri hips kee maalish bahut dabaa dabaa ke kar rahe theh.........mujhe yaheen tha kee ab tak papa ka lauda pooree tarah kadak ho chukaa tha.... Main : papa, chalo ab aap thoda aaraam karlo...kaafee der se maalish kar rahe ho...kuch der main aapki maalish kar deti hoon Ab papa let gaye aur main unke oopar aa gayee...maine haath mein tel liyaa aur unki chaati par lagaane lagee....papa kee nazrein mere badan pe thee.......unki jawaan beti bra panty mein unki maalish kar rahi thee Main : papa aap anpnee lungi nikaal do toh main aapki taangon kee bhi maalish kar doon Main jaanti thee kee papa ka lauda khadaa hoga Papa : nahin beti.....mujhe toh maalish kee zaroorat hee nahin...tu oopar se hi kar le Main : kyun papa...aaj aapne kachchaa (underwear) nahin pehna

 

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Papa : pehna hai..lekin mujhe maalish kee zaroorat nahin.. Main papa ke oopar doggi style mein thee...unki chaati par tel lagaa rahi thee.. MAIN JHAAN MOOJH KAR SLIP KAR GAYEE AUR PAPA KE OOPAR AA PADI.....HUM DONO KE NANGE JISM CONTACT MEIN AA GAYE...AB MAIN PAPA KE OOPAR LETI HUI THEE...MERE BREAST PAPA KEE CHAATI SE SATE HUE THEH Main : oh.... Papa : kya hua Main : papa vo haath chikne hain na isliye fisal gaye aur main aapke oopar aa padi....main thoda thak gayee hoon...thodi der aise hi raho

Papa : meri chaati par tel lagaa hai...tera kapda (bra) kharaab ho jaayegaa Main : ab toh ho hee gayaa...jaane do.....lekin aapke haath khaalee hain..aap meri peeth ke maalish kar sakte ho Ab papa lete hue theh, main papa ke oopar, apne breast papa kee chaati par dabaaey, aur papa ke haath meri peeth par tel mal rahe theh...dono mein garmee badtee jaa rahee thee...hum dono ke nange pet ek doosre se sate hue theh Main : oohhh...papa....meri maalish karo...achchi tarah.... Papa : Seema kya hum theek kar rahe hain..?....ek baap beti aise karte hain.. Main : (dheere awaaz mein) kaise... Papa : jaise tu aur main kapdon ke bina ek doosre se chipke hue hain.. Main : kapde pehene toh hain...maine bra aur kachchi aur aapne lungi.....bachpan mein toh aapne mujhe bilkul nanga dekha hoga.. Main apne boobs papa kee chaati pe ragadne lagee... Papa : bachpan kee baat aur thee...ab tu jawaan hai Main : papa...kya aapko mera jism achcha laga.?...

 

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Papa : par main tera baap hoon.. Main : hum jo bhi karenge main kisi se na kahoongi.....hum thoda sa hi karenge...ab bataao aapko mera jism achchaa laga?... Papa : haan....sach kahoon toh tere koolhe (hips) bahut akarshak hain... Yeh keh kar papa mere hips ko press karne lage Main : oooo...papa...badan se badan kee maalish ka maza hi kuch aur hai...mere koolhon ko dabaao..... Papa : ooohh...Seema...tere koolhe toh teri maa se bhi zyaada achche hain.... Main : papa....aap mere oopar aa jaao Papa mere oopar aa gaye aur meri gardan (neck) to choomne lage Main : ooooo....papa.....i lov you so much....main aapse kitna pyaar karti hoon yeh aap nahin jaante.......choomo...apni beti ko choomo Papa : Seema....tere badan ne mujhe paagal kar diya hai... Main : aapki maalish ne mujhe bhi paagal kar diya hai....... Papa ka ek haath mere boob par gayaa aur usse halkaa halkaa dabaane lage....veh meri gardan aur mera chehra choomte jaa rahe theh.....

Main : paappaaa....ooo....aapke chumban mujhe paagal kar denge......yeh aapka ek haath meri chaati par kyoon hai....kya karoge uskaa Papa : jee chahtaa hai teri chaati ko masal doon.. Main : oyeemaa....jo karma hai kar lo.....meri chaatiyaan mere papa ke kaam nahin toh kiske kaam aayengee.....yeh bra baap beti ke beech mein aa raha hai.....nikaal do is-e....kar do mere santaron (oranges) ko aazaad.. Papa ne mera bra nikaal diya......vo meri chaati ko dekhte hi paagal se ho gaye....dono haathon se dono boobs ko dabaane lage... Papa : bhavna....teri chaatiyaan santare nahin..naarial (coconut) hain....kitne bade aur bhare bhare Main : oohh....dabaate raho...kitna maza aa raha hai....maine apne naarialon main aapke liye bahut saara paani bhara hua hai.......piyo na apni beti ka naarial paani.... Yeh kehne kee der thee ke papa ne mere stun (boob) apne mooh (mouth) mein le liye aur choooosne lage.. Main : uummm....aaahh....oooo...chhoooooooooooooooooos..oo......mer e achche papa....dooth piyo mera..... Papa aur zor se mere stun choooosne lage..beech beech mein mere nipples ko apne daaton (teeth) se kaat rahe theh.............jab bhi veh mere nips (nipples) ko kaat -- teh , meri jaan nikal jaati..lekin maza aa raha tha.. Main : ooomaaa....saara dooth pee jaao mera....khaali kar do mere dooth ke katore....main aapki maa hoon, aur aap mere..bete ho...mere bete meri chaati se dudoo pee meri jaan...

 

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Maine apnaa ek haath papa ki lungi mein daalaa aur lungi khol dee.......papa ne andar kachcha pehna tha.....papa mera dooth peeeeeeeeennnne mein magan theh..mere nips ko ruk ruk ke jeebh se chaat -- teh....aur daaton se kaat -- teh.... Maine papa ki lungi mein haath daalaa...aur unke hips ko masalne lagee...such kahoon toh mujhe papa ke hips bahut aakarshak lagte theh...main imagine kiya karti thee ke unke hips kitne bade aur kitne hard hongeh...... Maine papa ki saari lungi nikaal dee...ab papa sirf kachche mein aur unki beti sirf panty mein....mere dono haath papa ki hips par theh.. Main : ooo papa...aapkaa jism kitna kathor (strong) hai.... Papa : beti tere ang jitney mulayam hain mere ang utne hi kathor hain...tera doodh bada meetha hai...tu khud bhi cheenee hai..... Baap beti ke nange jismon ka milan aur garam hota jaa raha tha.....papa ab mera doodh khatam kar ke mere pet ko choom rahe theh......................vo meri naabhi (navel) mein apnee jeebh chalaa rahe theh.........meri choot toh poori geelee ho chukee thee.............ab papa meri kaali panty ko choom rahe theh.... Main : ooohh....ppp..aappaa........mmm....yy..yeh..aapnnne...kya kar diyaaa...hai........mujhse ab aur sahen nahin hotaa............aur mut tadpaao..oo......bujjjhaaa....bhujhaa do meri pyaas........bhujhaa do apnee pppppyaari beti ki pyaaas..... Papa : ab mujhse bhi aur sahen nahin ho raha....... Yeh keh ke papa ne pehle meri panty nikaal dee...phir apna kachcha.....oh no...papa ka lauda dekh kar main ghabra gayee....itna mota..........

 

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Papa : chal meri beti..... Main : ohhhh...papa....kitna mota danda hai aapka.....mujhe bahut dard hogee Papa : thodi dard toh hogee......lekin kuch der baad achcha lagegaa........chal jaldi kar....dalvaa.. Maine aankhein band (close) karlee.....papa ne ek jhatke mein meri choot mein lauda daal diyaa......main dard se karaha uthee... Main : oohhh...papa..main mar jaaoongi.....nikaal lo ise.. Papa : bus thodi der kee hi baat hai.......sabar ka phal bahut meethaa hoga.... Ab papa laude ko meri choot ke andar bahar karne lage.....aaage..peeche..aage..peeche....andar...bahar..a ndar..bahar.........mujhe maza aane lagaa.. Main : aaahhh.....mere papa..... Papa : ohh..Seema....meri jaan.........mere laude ki bhookhee..... Main : meri jaan....le le meri.....mere harami baap........aaaa....ooo.....apnee beti kee le raha hai......itna mota danda hai tera....karta reh andar bahar.....aage..peeche..ffff... Papa : aa..mmm......betii.....teri choot kitneeeeee..mazzedaar hai....jitna mulaayam tera badan hai..utni hi tight teri choot hai.... Main : aayee........mmmmmmm.....tukkk..tukkkkkk.......letaa reh meri...aaahh.......meri jaaann...mere badan kee maalish toh bahut karlee...ab mere andar kee maalish bhi kar....oo..papa...kab se aapke laude ke liye mar rahi hoon...... Papa ne dhakke aur tez kar diye...

Main : aaaa...yehhhhhhhhh........aur .....aur tez.......aur tez daalo papa.....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........mera nikalne wala hai Papa : ushhhhhhh.......eeeshhhh.........aaaaa........ Main :aa............hhhhhhhhhhhh.........mmmmmmmmmaaaaaaa...............aaaaaaa ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Main poori mastee main...mera nikal gayaa....mujhe itna mazaa aaj tak nahin aayaa tha.....choot-rus nikalte samah mai toh janat mein pahuch gayee thee...............jab mera orgasm khatm hua toh papa ne meri choot se apna lauda nikal liya...aur meri choot ke oopar jhad diya....unkaa garam garam semen ka meri choot aur pet par girnaa bahut achcha lagaa...... Hum dono thak gaye theh.....isliye jhadte hi kuch der baad so gaye..... Subah meri aankh khulee toh papa jag chuke theh...unke bathroom mein nahane ki awaaz aa rahi thee....main poori nangi thee par papa mere oopar chaadar daal gaye theh......

 

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maine jaldi se uth kar kapde pehne aur papa ke liye naashta banaane lagee....maine skirt aur tight top pehna tha...ghee khatam ho raha toh main shelf pe chad gayee drawer mein se naya packet nikaalne ke liye.......main shelf pe chad ke ghee ka packet dhoond rahi thee tabhee papa rasoi (kitchen) mein aa gaye.... Papa : kya hua...kya dhoond rahi hai... Main : papa vo ghee ka packet nahin mil raha tha Main shelf par khadi thee...papa zameen par......hamari shelf itni oonchee nahin thee isliye..papa ka face meri hips ki height tak tha.....................meri skirt kafi choti thee jisse meri taange nangi thee................papa dheere se mere paas aaye aur meri taangon par haath pherne lage....main toh ghee nikaalne mein busy thee..... papa ne apnaa haath meri skirt ke andar daal liya..aur meri hips ko press karne lage.....maine kuch nahin kaha.....kyun kehtee..... papa skirt ke oopar se hi meri hips pe kiss karne lage......unhone meri skirt hips se oopar kar dee...maine kachchi nahin pehnee thee........meri hips pe kiss karne lage.. Main : oohh..papa....

Papa : Seema....kal raat tere koolhon ka sevan (taste) nahin kiya........ Papa mere hips/butts ko jeebh se chaat-ne lage...............................papa shelf par meri taangon ke beech mein baith gaye aur meri choot par jeebh maarne lage.....mere jism mein se ek current sa dauda.. Main : uuushhshhhhhhh.....oohh..papa yeh kya kar rahe ho.... Papa : chup kar.....mujhe naashta karne de.... Main : meri choot ka naashtaaaa.....uuuummm...ooo........chaato.............ek beti naashte mein apne baap ko apnee choot se zyaada aur kya de sakti hai..........aaaaaaaaaaa...pet bhar ke khaao apnee beti ki choot......ooyeee..............haayy.....mere ppitaaaji.........khalo apnee beti ki jawaan choot...........uuuuuffffffffffff....................ispe aapkaa hi toh naam likha hai......meri choot mein apnee jeebh toh ghusssaao.......oooooooo... Papa meri choot mein apne jeebh ghusaa ghusaa ke chaat-ne lage.... Papa : chal ab zameen par aa jaa.. Main shelf se utar ke zameen pe aa gayee........papa zameen par baith gaye...maine khade hokar taangen khol lee...papa ne baith kar meri taangon ke beech apna mnooh (face) de kar kaha..