Matriarchal Anjali

Matriarchal Anjali

Siti's sindoor is stuck on the lover's neck. The tip of the forehead is also rubbed and spread all over the forehead. The red lipstick is on her lips. The two legs are tied together. Her boyfriend is holding her legs in both hands. Anjali's legs trembled. The fingers of the legs are twisted. Anjali is holding her breasts in her hands or else she keeps jumping here and there with the rhythm of the waves. The clothes of the body swayed with the waves. Seeing the satisfied face of the lover, Anjali understood that he would donate love water immediately. He drew his lover close to him, clasped his legs together, embraced him fully and filled his inner self with warm love. The room was filled with heavy breathing. No one is going to stop their love. Anjali hugged her boyfriend. The tired lover lay down next to Anjali.

"The call came from the boss. "The girl banged on the door. I didn't spend the night with my boyfriend. Anjali left her lover. Age is coming, the young lover's hips are tightening. Warm honey is poured on the legs. The inside is filled with honey. She lifted the saree from the floor and put two patches on her body. A girl is banging on the door. 
"The face. Stop this. "He opened the door. "The boss is on the phone. The little boy had a meal. I'll take you home? "She said in a low voice. "Yes it is. Your little boss is tired, don't call. Leave the food. Come with mustard oil and lukewarm water, massage my body, your little master will stay the night, I have to give him time. "Ginni. "The girl nodded. Anjali broke the silence and walked towards the phone. Anjali does not like to talk to her husband. He slept with a rabbit. Husband Devpal thinks that his wife Avla, the news of her dirty work does not go to the ears of his wife. On the other hand, Anjali has seen her husband's feat with her own eyes. Since then, the young man fell in love with her. He loves an older woman like her. Did he know that at the age of 35, he would get a 20-year-old boyfriend? He hung up the phone and hung up. It's the same wrong message. "How are you? How's the kid? Is everything alright? "The girl has come to answer everything. The working girl's head is as intelligent as a flock of goats, but it works well. Anjali asked him to remove the saree, point at her waist and massage her.

Add the warm olive oil and gently toss. "Stretch a little. "Anjali left the phone and said," Actually, without a man, a woman's body is not massaged. What a touch of man. What else do you understand? Have you ever seen a man's face? "I kind of understood. as long as her husband. I'm not old anymore, "she said. Men have to fight. I'm older than you. And how young is your boss? It's also my love. "Are you the incarnation of Ginni Lakshmi, or Saraswati, or Durga? Or indifferent. You have got the avatar of 21 Parvati. You can see everything in it. You have done the same to the younger master as Parvati had done to Ganesha. "I ask God to make me a mother again. Who can be the mother of a child? At the age of 15, I held your little boss in my stomach. I knew he would love me so much after all these years. I've found my true husband. God wrote your little master in my destiny. So I had a dream. Goddess Parvati came in my dream and said that I will raise my husband on my own.

My husband will make me happy for the rest of my life. Now I know what that dream means. "Ginni Maa you are truly an incarnation of Goddess Parvati. "From the day Ganesh wanted to play with my chest at the age of 9, I never called him by his name. I'm starting to understand my husband. Since then, I have been calling him Ganesh. "Oh God, give me a chance. "" When Ganesh was 15 years old, my mother told me how I feel when I think of you and how the wand grows. I fell to the ground and hugged my husband. You don't have to learn to do everything yourself. Even though it's been 5 years now, I still don't love myself. "Give me one hope Ginni Devi. Give this poor man a chance to see your Devalila once. "It's not in my hands. It's only possible if your boss allows it. "God bless my son. He loves me too. "I don't know how to thank you. I've been blessed with a son. "What did you do to deserve it? "" When Ganesh was 3 years old, the doctor took him to the doctor and cut off his penis. That's what Muslims do. Since then, Ganesh's penis has been growing at a god-like pace. "Would I do that to my son? "I don't know. You try to meet your son first.

At that time, someone was walking with a heavy foot. Shivpal brought the naked body. Everyone was surprised when they saw the baby. Everyone was talking. Shivpal is named after the thought that when he grows up, he will take the form of Lord Shiva. That's actually happened. Anyone can worship Shiva by seeing the trunk of the elephant which is hanging. She fell in love with Shivpal. Anjali sleeps in a long bed. Shivpal sat on the knees on either side of Anjali. Anjali's hips were empty in both hands. Before Anjali could turn her head, the Shivling entered her womb. Anjali nodded her head. Once Shivpal took out the Shivlinga and entered it. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh She just looks at him in surprise. Shivpal took the bowl of mustard oil from Esha's hand. He poured it all over Anjali's back, poured a little on her buttocks, and filled her penis with oil. Shivpal continued to massage Anjali's waist with both hands. Anjali closed her eyes and said with a relieved smile, "You see the magic of a man's touch. "

While massaging Anjali's waist, Shivpal started running his hips. Anjali's hips began to rise and waves began to flow throughout Shivpal's body. There is a whirring sound. Anjali's body shivered like a crab. With one hand behind his back, he signalled Shivpal to stop, but Shivpal did not pay attention to it, instead he continued to walk more vigorously. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Please "Shivpal held Anjali's face with one hand.

Entering the groin with the thumb of the other hand. Bring your finger to the hole and rotate. Angie can't make a sound. She looked towards the wall. Anjali has guessed what is going to happen but she has no right to stop. He who has the vermilion in his hand has no right to do so. She felt the pus coming out of the uterus. He didn't even get a chance to turn his head. There was a feeling of something in the mouth. The mattress gnawed, the teeth clenched, and Anjali became blindfolded. Enough force has to be applied to penetrate such a thick bamboo into such a hole. Anjali feels that her body will break. As you enter, the road becomes a lot smoother. Anjali held her breath. At this point, he almost lost consciousness. Anjali doesn't know how much has gone in. In fact, Shivpal has done half of it.

Just because it was difficult to move forward by moving the hips, Anjali moved her hands from her mouth and began to push forward by holding the hips in both hands. Anjali lost consciousness for the third time. When he regained consciousness, his nose was filled with a foul smell. She is lying on the floor beside the bed. His legs were broken. hands behind the back. I don't know if he's breathing. When Anjali moves the waist does not move. The stomach hurts. Anjali stood up with difficulty. It is very difficult to move the body. She is crying bitterly. Angie pulled him up and put him on the bed. "What have you done with it? "Oh God, please save me. "She's crying and screaming. She wears a veil between her hips. "I will enjoy the woman who will be at my happy meeting. "Shivpal said in a loud voice. Shivpal came with a dhoti and a fatwa. "I went to work. I want to have a good night, Mom. "I agree with what you say. "