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Freemanan:shae na human brain surgeries una won carry out for all Nigeria school children... LOL... Let's ssee the the government's response |
Demmocrats:oooopsss!!! He didn't even answer the question rather he used it as a medium to rEinterate his much assured fight against the south... using voting percentage...We re waiting for change!!! God bless Nigeria. |
Krysstie:Corrections shouldbe taken or unemployment claims would increase |
Wtf... we know them |
LMAO---- leave me alone ODE |
last minute syndrome... almost every one is guilty |
dearpreye:carnal sir, typographical error. Chinese literature |
I already have a bbq10 just want to repair the phone. u Dnt just throw away money like thaat! |
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I plugged my nokia X to charge for a few minutes.. only to find out upon removal from power outlet that it's still charging draining the battery as such. The main issue is that I have taken it for repairs to no avail. Suggestions needed urgently... |
futurestar70:Bros u re on point let me do the honours please am available on what's app 08160498868 thankk you in advance |
Hey guys, my younger sister applied for Medicine and surgery in the University of Port Harcourt, but her UTME score was just there to avoid story that touch we are advocating for a change of course... Note: She also like Computer Science... |
the canal praying mat.. |
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agoadiv:be careful wat u wish for u might get it.. |
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“It’s deep this way,” I murmur. I flex and swivel my hips in the same
motion, and she's groaning… oh my – the sensation radiating
throughout her belly… everywhere. Bleep! “Again,” she whispers. I
grin a lazy grin and oblige. Moaning, she throws her head back, her
hair tumbling down her back, and very slowly, I sink back down on to
the bed. “You move, prudence, up and down, how you want. Take my hands,” I
breathe, my voice hoarse and low and oh so sexy. She clasps my hands,
holding on for life. Gently she push off me and back down, oh my. My
eyes are burning with wild anticipation. My breathing is ragged,
matching hers , and i lift my pelvis as she come down, bouncing me
back up. We pick up the rhythm… up, down, up, down… over and over…
and it feels so… good. Between our panting breaths, the deep down,
brimming fullness… the vehement sensation pulsing through her that’s
building quickly, she watches me, our eyes locked… and I see wonder
there, wonder at her. She's f*cking me. She’s in charge. She's
mine, and I’m hers. The thought pushes her, weighted with concrete,
over the edge, and she climax around me… shouting incoherently. I
grab her hips, and closing my eyes, tipping my head back, my jaw
strained, I come quietly. She collapse on to my chest, overwhelmed,
somewhere between fantasy and reality, a place where there are no hard
or soft limits.....Abruptly, I wake, gasping for breath wow. It’s
morning. I glance at my alarm clock – eight o’clock. I put my head
in my hand........., covered in sweat and feeling the aftershocks of
my orgasm. Holy hell. I’m completely disorientated. What the hell
just happened? I’m in my bedroom alone. How? Why? I sit bolt
upright, shocked…it was all a DREAM.
Since I wasn't born with a silver spoon i had to take me hustle and
also schooling seriously it was really difficult giving each my
undivided attention which made me turn a new leaf and trying not to be
a catastrophe of a person. I was now thinking money like I was
hypnotised.
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Two! Her overeager fingers reach for the button
of my waistband and undo it, fumbling a little. I am beyond excited.
“So eager, pruddy” I murmur, my voice laced with humor. She tugs
down the zipper, and now she faced with the problem of removing my
pants… hmm. She shuffle down and pull. They hardly move. She
frowns. “I can’t keep still if you’re going to bite that lip,” I
warn, then arch my pelvis up off the bed so she's able to tug down my
trousers and my boxers at the same time, whoa… freeing me. I kick my
clothes to the floor. Holy Moses, am all hers to play with, and
suddenly it’s Christmas. “Now what are you going to do?” I breathe,
all trace of humor gone. She reaches up and touches me, watching my
expressions as I do. My mouth shapes like a letter O as i take a
sharp breath. My skin is so smooth and soft… and hard… hmm, what a
delicious combination. She leans forward, her hair falling around
her, and am in her mouth. She sucks, hard. I close my eyes, my hips
jerking beneath her. “Jeez, baby, steady,” I groan.shes feeling so
powerful, it’s such a heady feeling, teasing and testing me with her
mouth and tongue. Am tensed underneath her as she runs her mouth up and
down me, pushing me to the back of her throat, her lips tight… again
and again. “Stop, prudence, stop. I don’t want to come. “She sits up,
blinking at me, and she's panting like me, but confused. She thought
she was in charge? Her inner goddess looks like someone snatched her
ice cream. “Your innocence and enthusiasm is very disarming,” I gasps.
“You, on top… that’s what we need to do.” Oh. “Here, put this on.” I
hand her a foil packet. Holy Crap. How? I rip the packet open, and
the rubbery condom is all tacky in her fingers. “Pinch the top and
then roll it down. You don’t want any air in the end of that sucker,”
I pant. And very slowly, concentrating hard, she does as she's told.
“Christ, you’re killing me here, prudence,” I groan.shes admiring her
handiwork on me i guess. “Now. I want to be buried inside you,” I
murmur. She's staring down at me, daunted, and I sits up suddenly,
so we’re nose to nose. “Like this,” I breathe, and I snake one hand
round her hips, lifting her slightly, and with the other i position
myself beneath her, and very slowly, eases her on to me. She groans as
I stretch her open, filling her, her mouth hanging open in surprise at
the sweet, sublime, agonizing, over-full feeling. Oh… please. “That’s
right, baby, feel me, all of me,” I growls and briefly close my eyes.
And am inside her, sheathed to the hilt, and am holding her in place,
for seconds… minutes… I have no idea,, staring intently into her eyes......... |
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Oh… no, what will this mean? Her brain registers through the fog of
needy desire as she groans. “So perhaps I won’t let you come after
all.” I return the attention of my fingers to her nipples, pulling,
twisting, kneading. She's grinding her behind against me… moving
side to side. She could feel my grin against her neck as my hands move
down to her hips. My fingers hook into her panties at the back,
stretching them, and pushing my thumbs through the material,
shredding them and tossing them in front of her so she can see… my
hands move down to her sex… and from behind, I slowly inserts my
finger. “Oh, yes. My sweet girl is all ready,” I breathe as I whirl
her round so she's facing me. My breathing has quickened. I put my
finger in her mouth. “You taste so fine, Prudy.” I sigh. “UnCloth
me,” I commands quietly, staring down at her, eyes hooded guess
she's probably taken aback. She's never undressed a man. “You can
do it,” I cajole softly. Now blinking rapidly. Wondering Where to
start? She reached for my t-shirt, and I grab her hands and shake my
head, smiling slyly at her. “Oh no.” I shake my head, grinning. “Not
the t-shirt, you may need to touch me for what I have planned.” Her
eyes are alive with excitement. I take one of her hands and place it
against my erection. “This is the effect you have on me, prudence.”
She gasps and flexes her fingers around my girth, and I grin. “I want to
be inside you. Take my jeans off. You’re in charge.” Holy Bleep… I
in charge she murmurs under her breathe. Her mouth drops open. “What
are you going to do with me?” I tease. Oh the possibilities… she
pushes me on to the bed. I laughs as i fall, and she gaze down at me
feeling victorious. Her inner goddess is going to explode. She yanks
off my shoes, quickly, clumsily, and my socks. Now staring up at her,
my eyes luminous with amusement and desire. I think I look…
glorious…she crawls up the bed and sit astride me to undo my jeans,
sliding her fingers under the waistband, feeling the hair in my oh so
happy trail. I close my eyes and flex my hips. “You’ll have to learn
to keep still,” she scolds, and tugs at the hair under my waistband.
My breath hitches, and I grins at her. “Yes prudence,” I murmur,
eyes burning bright. “In my pocket, condom,” I breathe. She searches
in my pocket slowly, watching my face as she feels around. My mouth
open. She fishes out both foil packets that she finds and lays them on
the bed by my hips........... http://chuddyot..com |
...Not been raised with a silver spoon can teach you a lot like having
to eat your "ogele" with your fingers, my status the "broke cute guy
hampered our relationship in a way I felt we were wading from each
other and to function effectively in my duties and work WE NEEDED A
BREAK. An inevitable one i guess, the pressure was so immerse that
even to the blind it was clear. I was haunted by the nice times we had
even though she never had nothing to do other than play the part she
played, making me feel wrong trying to reach for her love and also
thinking we could always be something special for real.
BIOSPHERE
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I like this dress,” i murmur. “I like to see your flawless skin.” My
finger reaches the back of her halter dress midway down her spine, and
hooking my finger beneath the top, i pull her closer so that she steps
back against me. She could feel me flush against her body. Leaning
down, i inhale her hair. “You smell so good, prudence, so sweet.” My nose
skims past her ear down her neck, and i trail soft, feather light
kisses along her shoulder. Her breathing changes, becoming shallow,
rushed, full of expectation. My fingers are at her zipper. Achingly
slow, once more i ease it down while my lips move, licking and kissing
and sucking their way across to her other shoulder. I am so
tantalizingly good at this. Her body resonates, and she starts to
squirm languidly beneath my touch. “You. Are. Going. To. Have.
To. Learn. To. Keep. Still,” I whisper, kissing her around her
nape between each word. I tug at the fastening at the halter neck, and
the dress drops and pools at her feet. “No bra, pruddy. I like
that.” My hands reach round and cup her breasts, and her nipples
pucker at my touch. “Lift your arms and put them around my head,” I
murmur against her neck. She obeys immediately, and her breasts rise
and push into my hands, her nipples hardening further. Her fingers
weave into my hair, and very gently she tugs my not so soft hair. She rolls
her head to one side to give me easier access to her neck. “HMmm… ”i
murmur into that space behind her ear, as I start to extend her nipples
with my long fingers, mirroring her hands in my hair. She groans as
the sensation registers sharp and clear in her groin. “Shall I make
you come this way?”I whisper. I arch her back to force her breasts
into my expert hands. “You like this, don’t you, babe?”
“Tell me.” I continue the slow sensuous torture, pulling gently.
“Yes.” “Yes, what.” “Yes… Sir.” “Good girl.” I pinch her hard, and
her body writhes convulsively against my front. She gasps at the
exquisite, acute, pleasure/pain. She could feel me against her. She
moans and her hands clench in my hair pulling harder. “I don’t think
you’re ready to come yet,” I whispers, stilling my hands, and I gently
bites her earlobe and tugs at it. “Besides, you have displeased me.”
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