Gaon ki kachi kali Zainab apne ashiq Farid ke ghar pahunchi jab gharwale bahar gaye the, dono kamre mein ghus kar taala laga diya aur phir shuru ho gaye garma garam kissing ka khel. Unke jism aise chipke jaise bheegi mitti, jab Farid ne uski gulabi chuchiyon ko masalna shuru kiya toh Zainab ki halki siskiyan pure kamre mein goonjne lagi. Zainab ne bhi sharma ke apne haathon se uske kadak lund ko pakad liya aur ahista ahista sahlane lagi “Kitna mota hai tumhara” kehte hue. Dono ne ek dusre ke kapde aise utare jaise bhookhe janwar, phir Farid ne apni Pakistani haseena ko purane wooden bed par litaya aur apne lund ko uski geeli chut par ragadne laga. “Aram se dalo, dard hoga” Zainab ki aankhon mein darr aur excitement ek saath tha jab Farid ne missionary mein apna lund uski tight chut mein dhakel diya. Kamre ki khidkiyon se aati dhoop mein dono ke pasine chamak rahe the, gaon ki shanti mein sirf unki siskiyan sunai de rahi thi. Aakhir mein Farid ne apna garam pani uski kokh mein bhar diya, dono ek dusre se chipke reh gaye.