“Hey, whats up?”

“Where are you? I feel like doing something very naughty”

The message read, as I opened my BBM. I know some of you have stopped using that app, but for people like us, we still adore it.

The sender of the message is someone that I have known for well over 6 years, we never dated but we always shagged atleast once evey year, sort of like a ritual and she knows how to bring the fun too well.

Even since our first sexual encounter, she rose to top 3 best shag ever in my life, then she began having a pre midlife crisis or whatever she was going through. It must have been strings of heartbreak, she went celibate for a really long time and for like 2 years, our bedroom wrestling was put on a hold, which made me so sad.

She wouldn’t even talk dirty anymore, so I moved on. We would still chat once in a while but it felt like our romp was over.

When that message came in, I was so joyful. I felt like doing summersaults like Victor Moses or Aghahowa would do when they score. This is a good news but I was wasted sexually, I just completed what was a sexually marathon with a 21 year old sex freak who wanted the D everytime our body clashed on the bed.

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