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“Not good enough.....where you want me to shoot?” Alfred queried, keeping his hand off her clit.

“Ohhhhhh.....fill me up. Come on....uh......fill my pussy up with...your cum......oh god.....” she moaned, looking back at him, lust in her eyes.

“You got it.” Alfred said, triumphant. He mashed his hand up into her clit again, and sped up the pace of his thrusting.

“Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh......” Henrietta gasped. It felt like her brain was being slammed by the pleasure. In moments, her orgasm washed over her. “AIIIIIIEEEE OOOHHHHH GODDD!” she screamed.

Kole quivered, and began shooting his load, which had neither the force nor amount of Alfred's typical amount.

Alfred slammed his cock into Lovina and, with a cry, started shooting his cum into her. Shot after shot pumped into her pussy.

“Oohhhhhhh” Lov moaned, feeling his hot sperm coating her insides. More cum followed, and she felt it filling her up. “aaghhhhh, soooo good......” she practically whispered....another orgasm hitting her.

She tensed up, and Alfred grabbed her hips tight, which she loved, and tried to grind himself deeper, releasing more of his seed into her. “ahhhhhh.........oooohhh” she let out, in a higher pitch, feeling the warmth and the quantity of what he had discharged.

Alfred gently squeezed her hips, and moved his hands down to her ass, grabbing it, and pressing his thumbs deep into the soft skin. His cock emptied the last couple shots of sperm out of his balls, but he held it, pressed into her.

Lovina had a small orgasm, feeling his hands and cock enjoying her body. The sensation of his cum packed into her made her feel like she belonged to the long hard object lodged in her pussy. She felt the hands that were groping her rear were her owner's.

She relaxed from the tension of orgasm, and with a contented sigh, pushed her ass back and up a little, to encourage more groping and touching, which Alfred obliged her with.

Kole watched as the young man in front of him took possession of his wife. What the hell.......why the hell am I so turned on......

The orgasm he had experienced himself took its toll on him, being an older man, and he lay his head back and drifted into a sleep, the last thing he saw was Alfred pulling out of Sam, and cum spilling out of her pussy.

Both Alfred and Lov lay down in the bed, with the abused wife curling up next to the man who had just mated with her: they fell asleep with Alfred's arm around her, and her hand lazily stroking his cock.

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There was a long pause. She waited patiently for his answer. Then, in a move so dramatic and pathetic, he covered his face in his palms and started sobbing. Eneh was aghast. For some seconds, she could not say anything. Then she moved to him and placed her hands gently on him.





'Make sure you switched off the kitchen bulb and locked its door,' Sade instructed.

'Yes ma,' Kike replied. She was Sade's cousin, living with her. She had already finished her secondary school and was planning to take the university matriculation examinations that would be coming up in a couple of months time. For now, Kike assisted in taking care of the children, especially since the departure of the house girl..

The children had already slept. For some days now, Bayo had travelled to Abuja. It was not that Sade actually missed him. No. Her only consolations in that house, as far as she was concerned, were the children.

She stretched her body on the three-seater, gazing at the television. She selected the Yoruba movie channel, her favorite. Kike soon came to join her. Sade was barely paying attention to the drama on the channel. These days, her mind was always on Femi.

She had no qualms about setting him on the path of infidelity. In fact, she felt she was doing
the right thing and always tried to justified it. She knew Femi before Maggie did. Femi was her first love, though in an implicit way. She believed
Femi rightfully belonged to her. If Bayo had not lost his senses and had been faithful and loving, if he had continued to treat her nicely, the renewal of passion for Femi might not be a reality. But the way things were, Sade believed that Femi was God-sent with his reappearance in her life. She had run into him when there was a need for a big emotional vacuum to be filled

She remembered when they first started getting close. They had been in the same tutorial group in the English language department. One afternoon, she had approached him to ask if he could explain some aspects of semantics to her. He had obliged and that soon generated into a close relationship. He seemed to be highly reserved and serious-minded. He never broached on love, much to her chagrin. It was not that she was loose. She was a decent girl by all standard, but she wanted more than what she got from him.

That was then. Now, she had made up her mind that she would recover whatever she had lost. There was no going back, even if it meant officially severing her relationship with Bayo through divorce.

She picked her phone and called his number. He soon picked the call.

'Hello, sister Sade,' his voice came over the line. He emphasised the word., sister. Sade got the hint - his wife was around him..

'Good evening. Just to say hello. How is the family?'

'We bless the name of God. We're doing fine. How about yours?'

'All is well. Is your wife there? Can I speak to her?'

'Yes, she's right here by my side.'

He handed the phone over to Margaret. The two women exchanged greetings and asked after members of each other's family as if they were
the best of friends. Sade then bade her goodnight and cut the line.

She smiled to herself over her mischief. She was more determined to have Femi to herself. She sent a short text massage to his line: I wish I
am with you. I love you and I miss you.

There was no response forthcoming from him. She could understand. He was still with his wife and could not script beautiful reply for her.
Very soon, the relationship would not be hidden. Very soon.





When he calmed down, Martin told her a most heart-rendering story she had ever heard from such a close range. It happened that even as a teenager, he never had desire for the opposite sex. There was never a 'wet dream' and even an intimate hold on a girl never brought any warmth in the groin.

By twenty-two, he needed nobody to affirm that it was a case of total erectile dysfunction. Since then, he had been battling with the
malaise. He had also stepped up his faith, believing that with God, he would overcome it.

Eneh was crestfallen. She could not believe her eyes. No, this must be a nightmare.

'You mean you can't do it at all? That you have never done it?' she cried

He shook his head in dejection. 'No, I have never done it.'

'Oh God, oh God. Why didn't you tell me this before? Why didn't you tell me?'

She wept the way she had never wept before. It was the saddest day of her life. With continuous tears in his eyes, Martin tried to console
her. That night, she had a very restless sleep.


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