"Amaya has chosen the Chaudhary's to be her spouse. I now call Veer, Karan, Arav, Rudra and Yuvaan Chaudhary on the stage to start the first tradition." one of the member who is handling the whole procedure and traditions for the marriage to take place between the Chaudhary's, the village heads addressed to the villager, who hooted in excitement.
Veer, Karan, Arav, Rudra and Yuvaan stood up from their chairs and moved ahead. All of them wrapped in a translucent white dhoti. They stood in front of the village for their test, to prove that they can clearly take care of their wife.
Five people came on stage for each brother and first they pour the milk and then honey on each brother. Then they let their hands slip acorss the shoulders, chest and abdomen of the brothers. The men now on their knees side to the brothers who are still standing eyes to the villagers. The men kneeling beside Rudra, brings his two fingers and measures the width of his lund by running his fingers acorss his length whole.
The men kneeling beside Araav, take his Araav's balls by his hands and make a pouch of them by holding it between his thumb and finger 👌🏻 like this and shows the villagers by shaking it a bit. Few of the men and women groan from thr crowd.
You can see few women, fingering themselves and touching themselves just by looking the bared covered, completely outlined cocks of the Chaudhary's and men drooling to such those cocks.
"Ahh" comes a sweet moan from Veer who's lund is being touched by the man sitting beside him, the tip of his penis being tapped by the kneeling man again and again.
"haah! aa..aah!!" shamy breathes and moans hearable coming from Karan and Yuvaan.
Karan's being lund being tourted by slow drag of fingers by the kneeling man and Yuvaan's moan from the licking done by the man kneeling beside him, above his dhoti.
"mhmm..I see our maalik's are ready for the test. These moans and shakes, ye khade lund, ishara h aap sabhi gaav vasio k lie. Ab hum pariksha arambh karnege, jisme sabhi gaav k mardo ko yeh chhoot h ki ve stage pr aa kr maaliko k lund k sath or unke sath kuch bhi kar skte hai, or dekhna ye h ki humare maalik k lund kab tk kahde rehte h or vo kitna cum krte h"
"Par yaad rahe, aap log inhe chod nahi skte, kyuki vo hak to humari malikin ka hoga shaadi k baad."
Amaya, who was sitting on her chair in a similar clothes as her to be grooms, blushed a bit as her eye moved to her husbends and caught Karan smirking at her.
The crowd hooted and the men came to the Chaudhary's. People were on their knees, some were licking their earlobes. The moans from the Chaudhary's started coming slowly, showing how much they were enjoying being praised and worshipped like this.
Rudra was now laying on the floor with two people licking, sucking and biting his nipples.
"*chhat bhenchod Aman, acche se chaat Rudra malik k chuche ko, dikha inko teri zubaan kya kya kr skti h*"
"ughh..aahm.ahh" came Rudra's reply.
"dekh Rudra malik ko kitna maza aa raha h, inka lund to mere haath m ucchal raha hai" said another who was blowing air on his dick's hole.
"Bhechod gaand chaat meri" came voice of Karan, who was submurged in the pleausre. Two people sucking his dick off, one bobbing his head ont the tip of his lund and other's tounge on his length. One playing with his balls. Two other at his back, rimming and kissing his ass, as Karan stays in doggy position.
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