Shemale Izna Rajput Ka Asli Late Night Meetup – Islamabad Mein
10:30 raat ka waqt tha jab WhatsApp pe message aya: “F-10 Markaz ke paas hoon. Room ready hai. Tumhara intezaar hai.” Yeh banda alag tha — na koi fazool baat , na cheap messages. Sirf seedha, respectful aur real. Isi liye Izna ne haan ki. No calls, no timepass — just action. Usne apna tight black dress pehna — wohi jo har curve ko embrace karta tha. Underwear nahi, bas soft movement. Baalon ko khula chhoda, aur mirror mein apni nude glossy lipstick ka last touch diya. Aaj ki raat Izna ki marzi ki thi. Pace bhi uska. Game bhi. Guest house apartment ka door khula. Lights dim thi. Banda window ke paas khara tha, lekin aankhen phone se zyada Izna pe tik gayi. “Real mein zyada hot lagti ho tum,” usne dheere se kaha. Izna ne smile nahi ki — bas aahista se walk karte hue , uske bilkul paas khadi ho gayi. Ungli se uski shirt ka button touch kiya, phir uske seene pe haath rakha. “Thank you bolo,” usne halka sa kaha. “Thank you…” Wahi moment tha — ab control Izna ke paas tha...