Suddenly Ghazal felt a hot and thick mixture dripping into her womb. This was David’s cum. Ghazal didn’t want her to take Dawood’s cum inside her but she was helpless. dawood was holding her hips tightly. He did not have the strength to free his fragile body from Dawood’s strong grip. At the same time, the ghazal also ejaculated. Now there was cum everywhere between Ghazal and Dawood’s legs. Ghazal’s hips and thighs got wet from her cum. There was also ghazal’s cum on Dawood’s testicles and penis hair.
Dawood’s cock was filling Ghazal’s uterus with cum. Dawood’s hot and thick cum was soothing Ghazal’s injured vagina and uterus. Finally, Dawood removed his cock from Ghazal’s torn pussy. Ghazal lay down on the floor. Ghazal’s pussy had become like an open pit and Dawood’s cum was vomiting from it. Cum was coming out of the vagina and falling on the floor.
Dawood was also lying on the floor near Ghazal. Ghazal was trying to control herself. She was accumulating enough energy in her body to get up and lie down on the bed. The two did not realize how close they would get to Wasim during intercourse. Suddenly Wasim shook his head and muttered something. Ghazal felt that Wasim was awake but Wasim was still unconscious and talking in his sleep. The ghazal could be heard clearly. Wasim was calling Fareeha unconsciously. Wasim was having a dream. Ghazal was shocked to hear Wasim’s words.
Wasim was muttering۔ “Fareeha, I enjoy having sex with you. Ghazal is very boring in intercourse.”
Wasim was unconscious but his words fell like lightning on the ghazal.
Dawood “Ghazal baji. You love the person who is betraying you.”
ghazal۔ “No, it can’t be. Wasim is dreaming in a coma.”
David “Ghazal Baji. Although Wasim Bhai is unconscious. But he is speaking the truth. I have seen both of them together many times.”
Wasim muttered in his dream again. “Fareeha, your pussy is more delicious to me than Ghazal’s pussy.”
The words that came out of Wasim’s mouth were unbearable for the ghazal.
Ghazal knew who Wasim was talking about. Fareeha was Imran’s elder sister from whom Wasim had taken money.
Wasim was slowly regaining consciousness. Ghazal got up quickly and went to the room and got dressed. After a while, Wasim regained consciousness. Wasim raised his head from the table. Ghazal and Dawood were sitting to the right and left of the table.
Wasim “Looks like I fell asleep. David, you’re still here.”
ghazal۔ “Wasim, what happened? Are you all right?”
Wasim: “Yes, I’m fine with ghazal. I got some sleep.”
ghazal۔ Wasim, you are sleepy. Go to bed and go to sleep.
” David “Ghazal baji. Nothing happened to him. He is very well. Wasim Bhai drank more. Our drinking competition is not over yet.”
Saying this, Dawood filled Wasim’s glass with wine.
Wasim “Dawood, I will always be grateful to you. If it weren’t for you, that fat Imran would have killed me.”
Dawood “Wasim bhai. What are you talking about. I can do anything for you and ghazal baji.”
Wasim “Ghazal, Dawood is our benefactor. His greatness should not be diminished.”
ghazal۔ “Wasim, don’t worry. Dawood will be happy with my hospitality.
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