Hardik Pandya aur Bumrah fucks Virat Kohli
Virat kohli ki aankhon mein aaj match ke baad bhi wohi aag jal rahi thi – India ne Pakistan ko hara diya tha, crowd ka roar abhi bhi uske kaanon mein goonj raha tha, lekin uske andar kuch aur hi hulchul mach rahi thi. Locker room ka dim light, paseene ki khushboo aur thakaan ka ehsaas... teeno players akela reh gaye the. Bumrah aur Hardik, dono uske closest dost, lekin aaj unki nazron mein kuch alag tha. Virat ki tight body, uski sweaty jersey jo uske chiseled chest pe chipki hui thi, aur woh muskurahat jo field pe king banati thi... aaj woh un dono ko bilkul alag nazar aa raha tha. Bumrah pehle badha, uska lamba kad, woh serious chehra ab ek naughty smile mein badal gaya. "Arre captain saab, aaj toh tune field pe sabko hila diya... lekin yahan andar... teri body dekh ke lag raha hai tu bhi hilne ko taiyaar hai." Usne Virat ki shoulder pe haath rakha, ungliyan dheere se uski neck ki taraf badh gayi. Virat ka dil zor se dhadka, lekin usne hans ke kaha, "Kya bo...