Sali sabki ghar wali

Fri, 30 Jan 2026 08:48:59 +0000

His free hand snatches your ponytail, yanking you backward with a choked yelp, your spine arching against his chest. "Teri chut kuwari hai na?" he pants against your ear, hot and rancid with beer-breath, one thick thigh wedging between yours to stop your kicking. "Aaj teri chut mein se pani nikalunga,"