The Indian Sugar Baby

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[Info Battle Maiden @info_maiden]

When you and your landlord have a fundamentally different view on cow worship, the experiment will inevitably fail.

She tries to throw his steaks off the grill, then threatens to call the cops like she’s the victim. Typical.

[Unltd Growth Tales @UnltdGrowth]

POV: You take your duties seriously...

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[Dhruv Rathee Satire @DhruvRatheNx]

Japan style ELECTION in India😱😱??

[Ethan💪 @realethann5]

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[daksh. @mythicbxrn]

Drunk salman khan in police custody during black buck case getting scolded by police constable for not signing papers properly 😭

constable literally said "jaldi paper sign karwake isko bahar bhejo yeh saala badboo de raha hai"

It's crazy how PR glorified this guy from a proven criminal to a man with golden heart gimmick.

[Cricket and society @Cric46966]

What the f,,**ck Indian are consuming man, how the hell Indian made this person No 1 podcaster of country, look what he is asking to a former Indian international cricketer and coach

And if you think he is making a joke , no man he is just nonsense and illiterate

[TITAN MINDSET @Titan_Mindset_]

POV:Lust

[NextMinute News @nextminutenews7]

Navi Mumbai - The Food and Drug Administration and Navi Mumbai Crime Branch have seized 4,142 cartons of food products worth an estimated ₹5.75 crore after expiry dates on packaging were erased and replaced with new dates.The raid was conducted at Sadhana Enterprises in the TTC Industrial Area, Turbhe. Officials found that manufacturing and expiry or use-by dates had been tampered with. New stickers showing ingredients and nutritional information were also found to have been altered.The seized products included brands such as Lays, Kurkure, Bingo, Fun Flips, Maggi, Rasoi, Knorr, Hellmann’s, Thums Up and Limca. The stock was linked to 10 companies.Police also seized additional unlabeled and expired food worth ₹30,600. Investigators suspect an attempt to replicate packaging. An FIR has been registered at Turbhe police station under the FSSAI Act, 2006, and the Bharatiya Nyaya Sanhita, 2023. The process to suspend the food licence of Sadhana Enterprises has been initiated.

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[Natty @theblingsnatty]

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[Screen Time @ScreenTimeUK]

I don't understand anything, who knows who hit whom

[The Lie Lamaa™ 🏹 @TweetsOfLamaa_]

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[Princeuncut @Princeuncut7]

Shy Suraj- Final part My roommate’s smile faded. I felt my ears burn. In an empty hostel, with only him watching, it felt like Suraj had said it into a microphone. I wanted to pretend I hadn’t heard. Suraj was already walking away.
I followed.
The corridor felt endless. Every step I thought someone would appear. No one did. Just the three of us in the building, and the smell of him leading me to his door.
Inside, the cloth dropped.
His cock looked darker, heavier. Semi-hard and rising fast. The bush damp. The smell coming off it was sharper than before — sweat, old precum, seven days of not really washing because he wanted me to smell it.
“Muh khol.”
I knelt.
I felt shy even then. Shy that my roommate was down the hall. Shy that the hostel was this empty. Shy that I had come anyway. Suraj felt none of that. He was too horny for shame. He pushed into my mouth like the building being empty was exactly what he wanted. One hand on my head, hips moving, low sounds in his throat.
I pulled off after a while, breathing hard.
“Suraj… main darta hoon. Chodne se. Dard hoga.”
He looked at me the same way he had at the station.
“Station pe bola tha. Saat din. Aaj gaand mein jayega.”
He turned me onto the bed.
I was shaking before he even pressed against me. The room was too quiet. I heard him spit. I heard the wet sound of his cock. Then he shoved in.
The cry came out of me immediately. Pain tore through me. In a full hostel I might have swallowed it. In this empty one it sounded huge. Tears hit the sheet. He didn’t stop. He kept pushing until he was all the way inside, thick and relentless, then started fucking me in heavy strokes that made the bed knock the wall.
“Rona mat. Itne din se soch raha tha. Ab le raha hai.”
The knock came.
My roommate’s voice, careful.
“Sab theek hai?”
I wanted to disappear.
Suraj didn’t pull out. He walked me to the door with his cock still inside me and opened it.
My roommate saw everything — my wet face, Suraj’s thick cock buried in my ass, the smell of sex pouring into the silent corridor. His good-looking face went completely still.
Suraj’s voice was flat.
“Mai isse chod raha hoon. Pareshan mat kar. Tu bhi chod lena isse.”
He shut the door.
The lock clicked. He put me back on the bed and shoved in again, deeper than before. The pain was still there, but now it was mixed with the fact that Kunal had seen it. My face was burning.
“Kyun darwaza khola?” I asked, voice breaking between thrusts. “Itna nahi sharam aayi? Woh dekh raha tha.”
Suraj laughed once, short and ugly, and drove in harder.
“Kunal hai woh. School se dost hai. Kitni ladkiyan saath mein chodi hain. Ek doosre ko nanga bhi dekha hai kitni baar. Usko kya naya dikhega.”
The second he said it his rhythm changed. Stronger. Each thrust knocked the air out of my chest.
“School se?” I managed. “Uske saath…?”
“Haan. Same room, same ladki, kabhi kabhi woh pehle chodta tha, kabhi main. Uska lund bhi dekha hai. Kya farak padta hai.”
He slammed in so hard the bed jumped.
I don’t know why I asked the next thing. Maybe because Kunal’s face was still in my head — that good-looking quiet face in the doorway, staring at Suraj’s cock in my ass.
“Uske lund kaise hai?”
Suraj spat on my back while he was still inside me. Warm spit hit my skin. His hand came down on the back of my neck.
“Chup kar. Abhi chud. Itna sawaal mat kar.”
He fucked me through it, spit cooling on my back, his hips slapping against me. A few more strokes. Then his voice dropped into Hindi, rough and close to my ear.
“Mere lund jitna hi hai uska, madarchod. But tu mere hi chudna.”
He kept going after that. No pause. No softness. Just deeper, like he needed to prove the last line with his cock. Every thrust sounded too loud. Every sound I made, I knew the boy down the hall could hear.
When Suraj came it was deep, pulsing, locked against me
He stayed there after, still twitching, not shy for a second.
I couldn’t look at the door.
I already knew Kunal had not walked away.

[Fz @iam___smash]

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[mistress luna @Dommina_luna]

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[Fernando @Fernand63166365]

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[Sweta📍 @Sweta_S1m]

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[Fun time X 🌻 @c_0086]

Ye gareebi maar deti hai 💔
Aur dusre fayda uthate hain gareebi ka💔😡

[The Indian Sugar Baby @jojo8565]

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