Jun 8, 2011

Desi Erotic Story :बरसात की हसीन रात

बरसात की हसीन रात

प्रेषक : राज राने


यह उन दिनों की बात है जब मैं किसी दूसरी कंपनी में काम करता था, वहाँ एक लड़की थी शीला (बदला हुआ नाम)

उसका बॉयफ्रेंड था, पर पता नहीं क्यों वो उसको समय दे नहीं रहा था, पर सच कहूँ दोस्तो, वो इतनी खूबसूरत है कि उससे दूर रहने वाला पागल होगा। वो गोरी और थोड़ी सी मोटी थी, पर बदन की आकृति बना कर रखी हुई थी। मुझे वैसी लड़कियाँ और औरतें बहुत पसंद हैं।

बरसात के दिन थे, मैं रोज उसको छोड़ने घर तक जाता था, उसके यहाँ एक गार्डन था वहाँ पर हम बैठा करते थे।

फ़िर थोड़े दिन बाद उसको मेरा साथ अच्छा लगने लगा, हम थोड़ा करीब आने लगे या यों कहिए कि हम कुछ ज्यादा नजदीक आ रहे थे। मैं उसके ड्रेस में ऊपर से हाथ डाल कर उसके स्तन दबाता था, कभी उसकी पैंट में हाथ डाल कर नीचे उंगली डाल कर उसको शांत करता था। सच कहूँ दोस्तो, वो इतनी गर्म है कि क्या बताऊँ और हमारे बीच ये नजदीकियाँ कैसे आई हम दोनों को भी पता नहीं चला।

हमेशा की तरह एक दिन मैं उसके घर से थोड़ा दूर उसको छोड़ कर जा रहा था कि उसने कहा- आज तुम मेरे घर तक आओ ना ! वहाँ पर अँधेरा होता है।

मैंने उसको उसकी बिल्डिंग के गेट के तक छोड़ा तो उसने कहा- घर चलो ! बारिश भी है ! और मॉम-डैड से मिल कर जाओ !

मैंने कहा- ठीक है।

मैं उसके साथ घर तक गया। वो चाबी से दरवाजा खोलने लगी।

मैंने कहा- घर पर कोई नहीं है क्या?

उसने कहा- हैं ! पर मेरे पास चाबी होती है।

फ़िर हम अन्दर गए, उसने मुझे बैठाया, पानी लेने अन्दर गई, बाहर आकर मुझे कहा- आज खाना खाकर जाना।

मैंने बोला- नहीं ! तेरे मॉम-डैड को पसंद नहीं आएगा।

तब उसने मुझे बताया- आज घर पर कोई नहीं है, घर वाले गाँव गए हैं, तीन दिन बाद आएँगे।

तब उसकी आँखों में मैंने पढ़ लिया कि उसने आज घर क्यों बुलाया है।

उसने कहा- आज तुम मेरे यहाँ रूक रहे हो ! अपने घर पर बता दो !

वो शुक्रवार था और शनिवार और रविवार छुट्टी होती है, मैंने फ़ोन पर घर पर बता दिया कि दोस्तों के साथ पिकनिक जा रहा हूँ। रविवार को आऊँगा।

और फ़िर बाहर जाकर मैं कोंडोम लेकर आया।

हमने खाना खाया और ऐसे ही मूवी देखने लगे। तभी कोई गर्म दृश्य शुरू हुआ तो वो मुझे देखने लगी और मेरे करीब आकर मेरी बाँहों में सर रख कर बोली- राज, आज रात मैं तुम्हारी हूँ।

मैंने उसको प्यार से अपनी बाहों में ले लिया।

तब वो बोली- कभी भी प्यार से मेरे बॉय फ्रेंड ने भी मुझे पास नहीं लिया।

मैं उसको उसी तरह दस मिनट तक बाहों में भर रहा।

वो फ़िर बोली- क्या तुम आज मुझे प्यार दोगे? जो मैं चाहती हूँ वो करोगे?

मैंने हाँ में गर्दन हिलाई।

बोली- दस मिनट रुको ! मैं आती हूँ !

और अन्दर चली गई।

दस मिनट बाद उसने मुझे आवाज़ दी अन्दर आने के लिए।

मैं अन्दर गया, देखा कि वो एक लाल नाईटी में थी, थोड़ा पेट दिखाई दे रहा था।

वो दौड़ कर मेरे गले लग गई।

और मैंने उसको चूम लिया।

उस दिन मैंने उसको पहली बार इतनी हसीन और खुश देखा। और मैं उसको और खुश करना चाहता था।

फ़िर हम दोनों बिस्तर पर आ गए। हम दोनों एक दूसरे को आधा घण्टा चूमते रहे होंगे।

फिर मैंने उसकी नाईटी ऊपर से नीचे सरकाई उसने लाल ब्रा पहनी थी, पहली बार मैंने उसको ऐसे देखा था। गार्डन में अँधेरे में कुछ इतना नज़र नहीं आता था। मैं उसकी ब्रा ऊपर से ही उसके स्तन दबाने लगा, फ़िर मैंने उसकी ब्रा उसके वक्ष से उतार दी और मैंने उसके चुचूकों को अपने होंटों से चूसना शुरू किया।

वो जोर से आहें भरने लगी। पाँच मिनट में गर्म हो गई और मेरे सर को जोर से अपने वक्ष पर दबाने लगी और कहने लगी- काटो इनको दाँतों से ! पी लो मेरे बूब्स का रस।

मैं जोर से चूसने लगा काटने लगा। फिर धीरे धीरे पेट के ऊपर मैं उसको चूमने लगा। वो और गर्म हुई और मुझे बोलने लगी- राज प्लीज मत सताओ मुझे ! मैं ख़ुशी से मर रही हूँ ! मुझे तड़पाओ मत !

मैंने उसके नाईटी को उतार दिया, उसने पैंटी भी लाल पहनी थी और मेरी हरकतों से वो थोड़ी गीली भी हो गई थी। मैंने वहीं गीली पैंटी को बाहर से चाटना शुरू किया।

दोस्तो क्या बताऊ आपको ! उसकी चूत की खुशबू से मुझे जैसे नशा सा चढ़ने लगा था, मैंने उसकी पैंटी उतार कर देखा कि उसने चूत से बाल साफ़ कर रखे थे। उसकी चूत गुलाबी थी, मैंने अपनी जुबान से उसको चूसना शुरू किया। वो और उछलने लगी और मेरे सर को जोर से दबाने लगी।

मैं समझ गया कि उसको बहुत दिन बाद ऐसा मजा मिला है या उसने कभी इतना मजा नहीं लिया था।

थोड़ी देर बाद वो झड़ गई मैंने उसका रस पी लिया।

थोड़ी देर शांति से लेटी रही वो ! दस मिनट बाद वो उठी तो मुझे चूमने लगी मेरे बदन पर टूट पड़ी, मेरे कपड़े उतारने लगी और फ़िर थोड़ी देर में मेरे अण्डरवीयर से मेरे लंड को पकड़ कर हिलाने लगी। मैंने उसको चूसने का इशारा किया पर उसको वो नहीं आता था। वो अपनी जुबान से बाहर से ही मेरे लंड को चाटने लगी। फ़िर पाँच मिनट बाद मैंने उसको बिस्तर पर लिटा दिया और कोंडोम लगा कर लंड को उसकी चूत में डालना शुरू किया।

मेरा लंड थोड़ा अन्दर जाते ही वो चिल्लाना शुरू हुई। तब मैंने थोड़ा आहिस्ते से उसके अन्दर पेलना शुरु किया। थोड़ी देर बाद वो मेरा साथ देने लगी। फ़िर मैंने थोड़ी रफ़्तार बढ़ा कर उसकी चूत में पूरा लण्ड डाल दिया।

उसको मजा आ रहा था और वो अब मुझे और जोर से करने को बोल रही थी।

मैंने उसके कहने पर अपनी रफ़्तार बढ़ाई फिर कुछ देर बाद वो झड़ गई। फ़िर मुझे लगा कि मैं भी झड़ने वाला हूँ तो मैंने अपना लंड बाहर निकाला और कोंडोम हटा कर उसके पेट पर झड़ गया। वो मेरे रस को उंगली पर लेकर चाट रही थी।

थोड़ी देर हम वैसे ही लेटे रहे। थोड़ी देर बाद वो फ़िर मेरे लंड के साथ खेलने लगी और उसे खड़ा करने लगी।

पाँच मिनट बाद दोबारा तैयार होने के बाद हमने बहुत चुदाई की।

उस रात हमने तीन बार चुदाई की और फ़िर सो गए।

A MARRIAGE.. (story)

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up

Everyone needs Someone


People need people and friends need friends
And we all need love for a full life depends
 
Not on vast riches or great acclaim,
Not on success or on worldy fame,
 
But just in knowing that someone cares
And holds us close in their thoughts and prayers-
 
For only the knowledge that we're understood
Makes everyday living feel wonderfully good,
 
And we rob ourselves of life's greatest need
When we "lock up our hearts" and fail to heed
 
The outstretched hand reaching to find
A kindred spirit whose heart and mind
 
Are lonely and longing to somehow share
Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware
 
That life's completeness and richness depends
On the things we share with our loved ones
and friends.

10 Facts about Condom's


  1. A condom, when expanded fully can hold around 3.8 litres of liquid. This explanation is given just to give you an idea of the reliability and durability of the condom.
  2. These days, most condoms are made from latex, though polyurethane or lamb intestines are also used in a few.
  3. Latex condoms have been found to protect against transmission of HIV infection. Contraception with ones made from polyurethane and lamb intestines do not.
  4. Condoms can break during intercourse if there are air bubbles inside it. You need to be careful when putting it on to not allow any air bubble to remain.
  5. Using two condoms at a time, be it two male condoms with one stretched on top of the other or male and female condoms together, does not reduce the risk of pregnancy or contracting an STD. On the contrary, the friction between the two condoms makes it more likely for them to tear.
  6. Condoms can become brittle if exposed to heat and sunlight. It can also happen if condoms are past their expiry date. So, use unexpired condoms and store them in cool and dry place.
  7. Around 5 billion condoms are used every year worldwide.
  8. More than 40% women buy condoms. Female condoms are in demand too.
  9. Using oils and lotions for lubrication can cause the latex of the condom to break down. That is why it is recommended to use condoms based on either water or silicone.
  10. There are more than 100 brands of condoms in the world.
                       

Angry Wife :)


When U look at me, what do U see

When U look at me, what do U see

A fable from the East tells of an emperor and a zen monk who came face to face for the first time.

The emperor ruled over a kingdom that practiced Buddhism and the monk was eager to meet with him, looking forward to sharing tales of enlightenment.

But when they met, the emperor decided to test the monk by saying to him:
When you look at me, what do you see?

I see a Buddha, answered the monk. And what do you see when you look at me?

I see a pig! countered the emperor. Waiting to see the monk's reaction, he said no more.

The monk pondered for a moment, then said:

A Buddha sees a Buddha; a pig sees a pig!

"Treat Others the way You want to be treated"


Lets Make Music..!!


The Impact Of Apple And Twitter On Facebook

Yesterday Apple made a huge announcement that Twitter would be deeply integrated into the company’s new operating system. How does this impact Facebook?

Apple says w that third party developers can quickly implement Twitter application programming interfaces for user authentication, a feature that Facebook has offered for a long time now.

The result is that Twitter will probably become the most dominant identity provider on the world’s best known smartphone. However this will not kill Facebook for websites. Instead, Facebook’s identity authentication service will continue to thrive despite this new pact.

There’s no doubt that the new partnership between Apple and Twitter was a major blow to Facebook. AsMarshall Kirkpatrick put it, “iOS apps will look like, feel like, read from and publish to Twitter like never before. And they’ll do that in many cases instead of using Facebook.” My summary: Twitter may be used to authenticate iPhone apps, but they still don’t know who my friends are.

The Context Graph And Identity

Over the past couple years, much of the Internet industry has been focused on identity. With the rise in privacy-related news stories and new services like Facebook for websites (previously Facebook Connect), the attention on identity is not surprising.

But it’s becoming increasingly clear tthat identity is not the end game. Yes, identity helps identity providers like Facebook and Twitter know the activities of its users. The more each company knows about its users, the better their advertising can become.

But let’s break down for a second the type of information that Facebook really has about me, the user:

  • My Facebook friends: For each user this is different. My mom, for example, tends to friend people she has become friends with in the past few years and her family members. I, on the other hand, have befriended people I’ve known since high school as well as people who have friended me because they read this site (something most users don’t do). Does Facebook know how I met those friends? No, but the site definitely has plenty of clues in the form of profile data (schools I attended, etc.).
  • My status updates: My status updates range from posts about Facebook news, to stock analysis, to random questions on my mind at any given time.
  • My Facebook messages: I simply don’t use Facebook messaging as a primary form of communication with friends because it’s not easy to manage. While there are reports that millions of younger users use Facebook messages as their primary messaging system, most people I know use it as a secondary communication channel. Facebook chat also serves as a great way to get in touch with people you might not typically be able to.
  • Photos I’m tagged in: I’ll be honest here: I’ve used Facebook to document the past six years of my life.
  • Applications I install: I’ve stopped using Facebook applications, but for the hundreds of millions of users playing games on the social network, the apps provide valuable information.
  • Sites I visit: If a site has the Facebook Like button, Facebook knows whether or not you’ve been there. While they may not publicly state your interests on your profile based on the sites you visit, they definitely collect this data. Once you click a like button, that interest is then made public.
  • The articles I like: This is combined with the previous item.
  • The pages I like: This information is used to assist Facebook in creating targeted advertising. This happens to be a limited selection of my interests however as I do not spend a lot of time carefully crafting my list of interests. While I’m sure there are plenty of people who do, this is not typically the most accurate picture of my interests.

After listing everything out, it’s definitely difficult to argue that Facebook doesn’t have a lot of information about me, or that they have a poor perspective of who I am. If a random person viewed my Facebook profile, they could definitely learn a lot about me. Compare this information with the volume of information that Twitter has about me:

  • Who I follow: From Twitter’s perspective, who I follow means who I’m interested in. What they write about is supposed to be what I’m interested.
  • Who follows me back: These people are my friends.
  • Who I reply to: If I send a reply via a message beginning with @,there’s a good chance that I’m interested in you in some regard.
  • Who I direct message: If I send a direct message to someone on Twitter, there’s a good chance I’m interested in them.

I think it’s pretty clear that there’s no comparison between the two in the type of information held about each of their respective users.

Context Is Key

Despite Facebook’s impressive volume of information about who I am, for most developers, picking a primary identity provider is dependent upon the relevance of the information provided by each identity provider in relation to the information that I’m looking to store.

If I’m a game developer, I’m going to want to know which of your friends you are most likely to play games with. Facebook can’t provide me with that information, although I could try to collect as much information about your friends in an effort to determine those friends who you are most likely to play with.

As a developer, if neither identity provider provides me with information that’s relevant to my core value proposition, I’m going to go with whichever one is easiest to implement and/or assists me in growing my user base.

For Apple’s iOS, Twitter will become the de facto identity provider for such developers. For Facebook, such a move won’t have as dramatic an impact as you’d expect.

Facebook would argue that knowing who a person’s friends are is a critical first step for a developer, and as such, the social network should be the identity provider any developer selects. If you choose to implement Twitter in your app, great.

While it’s hard to argue that Facebook’s impact on the app ecosystem isn’t significant, the unanswered question is whether or not all the future large applications will be built on top of Facebook’s social graph.

Watching how the Twitter partnership with Apple plays out will help determine the true impact that Facebook will have on the global app ecosystem. In the mean time, I’d have to argue that the fact that Twitter doesn’t know who my friends are is a pretty gaping void.

Readers, how do you think the new Twitter partnership with Apple will impact Facebook?

A blonde & A Lawyer

A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from Los Angeles to New York.

The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and rolls over to the window to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists and explains that the game is easy and a lot of fun.

He says, "I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me five dollars, and vice versa."

Again, she declines and tries to get some sleep.

The lawyer, now agitated, says, "Okay, if you don't know the answer, you pay me $5, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500." This catches the blonde's attention and, figuring there will be no end to this torment, agrees to the game.

The lawyer asks the first question: "What's the distance from the earth to the moon?"

The blonde doesn't say a word, reaches into her purse, pulls out a $5.00 bill, and hands it to the lawyer.

"Okay," says the lawyer, "your turn."

She asks, "What goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four legs?"

The lawyer, puzzled, takes out his laptop computer and searches all his references ... no answer. He taps into the air phone with his modem and searches the Internet and the Library of Congress ... no answer. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his friends and coworkers but to no avail.

After an hour, he wakes the blonde and hands her $500.

The blonde thanks him and turns back to get some more sleep.

The lawyer, who is more than a little miffed, stirs the blonde and asks, "Well, what's the answer?"

Without a word, the blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5, and goes back to sleep.

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Personal Tales



Personal Tales
Writing Your Story

We all have a story to tell whether we publish it or keep it for just ourselves or family; allow yourself to be heard.


Everyone, at one time or another, has wanted to express his or her story. Writing a memoir to read privately, share with family or friends, or publish is an emotionally satisfying way to gain perspective on your experiences while sharing your unique voice. We've all experienced feelings and events in our lives that we are longing to write down. Giving in to that urge can give you an outlet for purging any frustration, anxiety, or long-dormant feelings. No one else has to read it. You may even want to write your story without reading it right away. Satisfying the need to tell your story is not predicated upon your writing ability. It does, however take effort to write down the truth in detail. Your memories, captured on paper as descriptive scenes, sights, sounds, and scents, may at first seem disconnected or incomplete. But rest assured that you possess the ability to shape your recollections into stories.

Everyone wants to be heard. Reading your story to others can meet that need. Writing your story can also help you understand your life experiences. And when you finish writing, you may be surprised at what you have accomplished. Your story can encompass as much or as little of your life as you prefer. You may surprise yourself with new insights, or you may find yourself exploring your roots, your identity, and your future through your words. Allow your writing to guide you and write as truthfully as possible. Don't worry about what others will think of your personal journey, your style of writing, or your words.

Research has shown that writing a personal narrative filled with feelings and perceptions can create long-term health benefits. As you write, remember to have compassion for yourself, particularly when writing about traumatic events. If you are a young person, you can add to your life story as you grow older. Your writing may help family members know you better, or they may understand themselves more through reading about your experiences. More importantly, you are expressing yourself in a permanent way, giving a gift to yourself, and letting your voice be heard.


Santa ki Akal Ne ChooT Dilayi


Santa Lucknow Ke Kothe Pe Gaya Aur Aunty Se Bola

Santa: "Mujhe Rita Se Milna Hai."

Aunty: "Woh 1 Baar Ka 1000 Rs Leti Hai"

Santa: "Koi Baat Nahi Ji, Main De Dunga"

Santa Rita Ko Chod Ke 1000 De Deta Hai.

Next Day Fir Rita Ko Chod Ke 1000 De Deta Hai.

3rd Day Fir Rita Ko Chod Ke 1000 De Deta Hai.

Jab Vo Jaane Lagta Hai To Rita Puchti Hai

Rite: "Tum Mujhe Bahut Achhe Lage, Paisi Ke Liye Koi Mol Bhav Nahi Kiya, Kaha Se Aaye Ho?"

Santa: "Ji, Punjab Ludhiana Se"

Rita: "Ohh Waha To Meri Cousin (Bhua Ki Ladki) Bhi Rahti Hai"

Santa: "Haan, Usi Ne To Mujhe 3000 Rs Diye Thhe Aur Kaha Tha Ki Tumhe De Du, Tumhe Chahiye Honge"


Amazing And Beautiful Innovative Solar Spanish House Design

Amazing And Beautiful Innovative Solar Spanish House Design

The breathtaking design of the Fab Lab House has been created by means of organically incorporated solar panels system. This matchless architectural splendor is located in Spain and has been built by skilled specialist from Spanish Institute of Progressive Architecture




It is simple structure which has a high-tech look. The entire building was constructed only within a short time span of fifteen days and it has been built out of low cost materials. All the materials used for the decorating the home interior and exterior are environmental friendly.







Unlike the simple outward design, the home interior is full of creative works of art and includes modern amenities, which offers a highly luxurious and comfortable atmosphere. The building has been built on 75 square meters area and is ideal for a family consisting of four members. The house is well ventilated and allows loads of natural light to enter the interior of the house.



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Poll Dancing On The Streets

Poll Dancing On The Streets

Sexy girls decided to show their skills to the public by dancing on the public polls.
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)
Poll Dancing on the Streets (9 Photos)