Kareena was still looking at haseena.
Ks noticed that and started fake coughing and kareena came out of her dreamland.
Hm asked with concern forwarding the glass of water to ks: kya hua karu?
Ks:kuch nhi hasee, bas thodi khaasi aa rhi hai
(she took the glass and drank all the water in one go, to calm down her jealousy)
Kareena: ye sab chot kaise laga tumko?
Hm narrated the whole story to her.
Kareena: aiyyo, kari amma call nhi utha rha tha, toh tum merko call karta na.
Mein kari amma ko bolta, aur agar woh nhi aata toh mein aajata natumko pick karne.
Hm: woh humare pass aapka number nhi tha.
Kareena: aiyyo ruko mein abhi tumko call karta, tum save karlena mera number.
Ks: ek min, humne toh tumko hasee ka number nhi diya phir kaise aaya tumharepass?
Kareena: Woh mein coconut vanilla se liya.
Ks glared her.
Hm: theek hai kareena tum call karo hum save karte hai.
She was about to pick up her phone. Ks held her hand and stopped her.
Ks: pehle khana khaiye baadme ye sab kar lena.
Hm just nodded her head.
But then she looked at her hand which was wounded and it was paining.
Ks and kareena both looked at her.
They said together in unison.
Ks/kareena: laiye hum khila dete hai/ lao mein tumko khilata.
Hm just looked at both of them.
She just turned her plate towards ks and said with a smile.
Hm: khilaiye.
Ks had an ear to ear grin. Ks started feeding hm and kareena looked at them with a sad smile
Kareena in mind looking towards hm: tumko paana nhi, bas dur se chahna hai haseena.
Kariamma sachme bohot lucky hota. I am so happy for her.
After dinner kareena gave her number to hm and she saved it.
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Inside the room,
Ks was standing in front of the mirror. Hm came towards her and back hugged her.
Hm asked innocently: continue kare.
Ks just smiled and nodded.
Hm pulled ks closer by her waist and turned her towards herself and kissed her hard.
Ks responded with the same passion. Ks pushed hm on the bed and hovered above her.
Ks: aaj hum aapko nhi chodne wale hai
Hm: hum bhi yahi chahte hai ki aap hume na chode and she winked at her.
Ks: accha ji.
And she started kissing and biting hm madly.
She held hm's both bosom's and started squeezing it.
Hm was moaning in pain and pleasure.
