Fuck doggy style girl hindi audio

She lived in the flat below mine. Her husband, my bhaiya, worked in some company. He was decent but nothing special—plain face, average build, no match for a hot piece like Urmila. I’d go to their place often, chilling for hours, chatting, joking. Her flirty vibe, her laugh, the way she teased me—it all made me want to fuck her brains out. But I was scared. What if I said something dirty and she got pissed or told bhaiya? So, I played it smart. I got close to them first. I gave bhaiya so much respect he started treating me like his little step-brother. And Urmila? She called me her “cute devar,” teasing me with that naughty smile. Slowly, I became part of their family. But then, boom, my world crashed. They were moving to a new flat. I was fucking gutted. All my efforts down the drain? Luckily, their new place was just 100 meters away, but still, my visits dropped to once or twice a week.