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Jobs/Vacancies › Re: Nairaland & Other Internet Sites Are Designed For Fraud - NSCDC by johnwizey: 9:09am On Mar 16, 2013
All of una don catch 'oga @ d top' virus bt im immunne.
Wait a minute,my oga at d top mst c ds
Gaming › Re: 'My Oga At The Top' Flash Game by johnwizey: 12:12am On Mar 16, 2013
My total score 23405000006720 grin grin grin grin grin grin grin
Computers › Re: Getting The Most Out Of Your Laptop Battery by johnwizey: 12:01am On Mar 16, 2013
Buh no b evrybdy get time for ds one nw
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 7:23pm On Mar 15, 2013
flow /3x
Literature › Re: The Moon Stone by johnwizey(op): 10:22am On Mar 15, 2013
Danielle dropped to her knees and pulled off
her gloves. Cupping her trembling hands over
her mouth and nose, she let the air warm up in
the palm of her hands before taking a breath. It
was one of the many tricks she learned from her father during the years they spent together
tracking deer and other winter wildlife in the
snowy Appalachia woods. Those were the
good old days, but her dad was gone now and
it was up to her to carry on the family
business. After only a few moments of rest, Danielle
looked up, and spotted her truck through the
white misty clouds that streamed from her dry
lips. That was encouraging, but the daylight
was fading fast and there would be time
enough to rest after she got the gear into the truck. With an audible grunt, she hoisted
herself to her feet, and though every muscle in
her body ached, the thought of sitting in the
heated cab inspired her to move on.
As she approached the waiting truck, Danielle
thought about the task that brought her to these cold wood
Literature › The Moon Stone by johnwizey(op): 10:14am On Mar 15, 2013
It was bitter cold and the fridge air hurt
Danielle’s lungs. Every breath felt like razors
ripping open her chest, but, in spite of the
pain… she was forced to… take in large gulps
of air… to satisfy her desperate need for
oxygen. The struggle to the top of the ridge was
exhausting. The icy terrain made the climb
difficult, allowing her only a few steps forward
for each step she slipped back. That was
frustrating but she had no choice but to
persevere and do everything in her power to get to the truck before sunset. Tonight was the
second night of the new moon and there is
nothing darker than a mountain forest on a
moonless night.
Danielle had forgotten her flashlight and
without it she’d never find her truck. That could be fatal in the sub-freezing temperatures that
were expected that night. Fortunately, her
struggle to reach the top of the hill was fruitful
and she accomplished her goal with enough
daylight left to give her time to catch her
breath. Letting the backpack slip off her
Nairaland General › Re: How To Change My Username by johnwizey: 9:49am On Mar 15, 2013
Seun pls help me change my username frm johnwizey to bamadex
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 7:57pm On Mar 14, 2013
Gud job flow.kip it up
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 1:07pm On Mar 14, 2013
Ds brainbox remind me of my fwend,both of dem av d same character
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 11:37am On Mar 14, 2013
I cant wait 4 more
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 11:41am On Mar 13, 2013
Y r u ppl so mch in a hurry abi no b hand e go use type. Abi flow na robot ni?
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Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 12:39am On Mar 13, 2013
Kudos......more
Literature › Re: Man Wey Dey Reason by johnwizey: 7:07pm On Mar 12, 2013
Where i dey since nw angryWhere i dey since nw
Literature › Re: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba by johnwizey: 4:15pm On Feb 28, 2013
moreeeeee
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Literature › Re: My Aunt And I by johnwizey(op): 6:34pm On Feb 16, 2013
God it smells like stale sex in here.” She said with a condescending look,Realizing that I had woke up with hard-on, I grasped for the covers, but she was quicker and pulled them off the bed. She laughed, “Guess you did not get enough last night, huh?” Looking directly at my hard cock “Damn, it looks like you have dried cum all over your face…is there something you should tell me? Do you go both ways?” she asked inquisitively.
I instinctively rubbed my face with my hand and felt the dried substance. I quickly rubbed it off “No, I do not and it is none of your business” I shot back. “So you are not only my mother’s fucker and from now on I will refer to you as MMF, you like eating cum out of a well used cunt…interesting”.

“What the Bleep is it to you?” I demanded.“You are kidding? Right? Not only can I use the fact that you are my mother’s fucker against you, I can use the fact that you are a RoosterDrinker by proxy too!” She stated, i rolled my eyes thinking, yea right. But then it dawned on me; the implications to Rachel would be astounding. Doris caught the look of resignation on my face and walked over to the side of the bed.
“Do not worry, I even feel a little sorry for you and since I do owe you for last night, I will let you eat my pussy” she said as her leg came over my head and pulling up her night gown at the same time.
It happened so fast; so many mixed feelings went through my head, Doris is a bitch…ha, ha…more pussy.
Only got a view of Dori’s cunt for a second as she lowered it on to my face. The outer mound appeared to have swollen pink tint, the inner lips were slightly extended out, and it was all covered in a kind of glaze.
Her cunt lips parted right over my nose, she smelled of combination of sweat, pussy juice, and something else.
She rocked back and forth, spreading her cunt from my chin to my forehead. “Com’n lick that cunt”, she demanded.
My tongue found its way out of my mouth the first swipe across her gash yielded a bitter salty taste that was immediately replaced by sweet oily texture. Apparently this started to arouse my lust as my curiosity drove my tongue deeper.

Doris forced her crotch harder onto my face, still rubbing it back and forth, while my tongue tried to reach the depths of her cunt.With each movement I could feel her cunt pulsate and with each pulsation a flavor of liquid going from a salty, bitter, clumpy consistency to one of a sweet syrup.Doris grabbed on to the headboard of the bed and now not only rocked back and forth but also humped at the same time. I had to catch my breath with the timing of her movements. “Yes, eat that cunt, cum face, eat it all”doris exclaimed as she rode my face harder and harder.
Unexpectedly, she rose up slightly, my tongue still extended as Lori slid her crotch forward. My tongue as now at the base of her cunt.“Yes, yes…keep your tongue out” she directed as my tongue slid from her cunt to her asshole.
I was too Hot to care and my tongue darted over the outside doris rosebud.Doris jumped slightly and I felt her rosebud expand and contract as my tongue explored the edges.Instead of being disgusted by the taste, it was more of the salty, bitter flavor that I was now used to. I licked with more enthusiasm, even probing the center of the rosebud, the tip of my tongue toying with the opening. Doris shifted her weight, dropping her entire mass. “Yes, yes, eat my asshole, shit head,” she demanded.

Her rosebud opened and my tongue entered her canal. She grabbed my head with one of her hands while she sat fully on my face. Her sphincter tightened around the base of my tongue as she rode up and down on it.
Again, my tongue was introduced to that same salty, bitter tasting substance that somehow I looked forward to.
Doris pulled her asshole off of my tongue, allowing just enough time to swallow the glob of salty substance before engulfing my face with her cunt again. This time I found her clit and sucked it in like I had Rachael last night.
The same as Rachael, she humped up and down with me sucking and clamping on the now extended clit.
“Oh yeah, here it comes, ye…sss!” Doris grunted as she pounded her body down on my face.
Then she went limp, almost suffocating me by having her weight close off my mouth and nostrils. I had to push her off.
She stood up, still on the bed, her feet on either side of me, I looked up at that swollen gash that still was pulsating and smiled at the thought of another female orgasm brought on by me.Lori looked down, “What’s with the shit eating grin, literally? You did not do this on your own and now I can officially call you a RoosterDrinker by proxy. You just ate the cum of three guys, two out of my cunt and one out of my ass.” She laughed again.
All kinds of shit ran through my brain and I subconsciously was scraping my tongue with my fingers while spitting off the side of the bed. That fucking bitch…

Doris laughed hysterically, her hands on her hips looking down at me. “God, this is so funny, I can’t hold it” as stream of pee came out of her crotch.The stream hit my stomach and as she laughed it started to climb towards my chest, I had just enough time to knock her leg out of the way and roll out of bed. That fucking bitch, I thought, as I ran to the bathroom. Doris was still laughing hysterically, “The look on your face was one for the ages, Bleep face.”
I took a long shower and brushed my teeth about ten times, gargling each time before realizing that my clothes were down stairs. Wrapping a towel around me I went down.

My clothes were not where I left them. Doris yelled from the kitchen, “your clothes are in the dryer, Mom washed them. Come here”.doris was sitting at the kitchen table; she had apparently taken a shower also as she was cleaned up and dressed. I looked around, “where’s your Mom
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Music/Radio › Re: Top Nigerian Musician's And Their Type Of Fans by johnwizey: 5:11pm On Feb 13, 2013
no b only yoruba dey follow olamide o,ibo boys dey follow too
Music/Radio › Re: Video: Olamide - Voice Of The Street by johnwizey: 5:06pm On Feb 13, 2013
Nice video badoo
Music/Radio › Re: Nigerian Top 5 Rappers by johnwizey: 5:03pm On Feb 13, 2013
Badoo
MI
Sinzu
Ice prince
myself
Islam › Re: How They Treat Madmen In Sudan by johnwizey: 11:32am On Feb 13, 2013
Is he a mad man or a poor man cos am confused
Literature › Re: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba by johnwizey: 11:29pm On Feb 12, 2013
make sure u find solution to ilorin's problem o grin grin grin grin grin
Literature › Re: My Aunt And I by johnwizey(op): 1:39pm On Feb 12, 2013
My body wanted to drive the vestibule of my manhood into the depths of the cavern of her womanhood, but my brain told me to take my time. I needed to explore the virtues of this goddess. Breaking our embrace, I moved my mouth down surveying each millimeter of Rachel’s skin around her neck, then each of her tits. Sucking in small mouthfuls of her soft breast skin, then her areola’s, then nipples. With the entire areola in my mouth, my tongue naturally flicked at the nipple. Her nipple responded by growing hard and extended. Rachel’s hands held the back of my head, her breathing becoming more labored,She gently pushed my head down breaking my contact with her breast.I gently kissed and probed her stomach, her belly button, and the rise above her pubic bone.Thank u God for dis opportunity i tought as i fiddle my tongue across the confluence of her vaginal lips.Rachel pushed on the back of my head, “Yes, yes, Oh my god, yes!” she blurted as I freed the knob, sucking her clit into my mouth,Rachel’s hips began to move, humping in synchronization with my mouth tugging on her extended clit using my teeth to gently clasp.

Her movements became more erratic, as she pushed my head harder into her crotch, popping her clit from my mouth.My tongue naturally explored the folds of each side of her cunt lips, then found its way in her opening.She bucked wildly at the same time she drove my tongue into her now drenched pussy. Dis girl go kill me o...i tought. The smell, the taste, was like a drug to me, I could not get enough even though Rachel was pushing out volumes of liquid, both new and from our previous love making.I sucked in what felt like a mouthful of our combined juices and went back to her clit.Rachel screamed, “Oh, oh, my god, I am cumming!” as she drove her hips upwards. U knw no say na me b master....i muttered.My hands were on her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers and thumbs,Her body went limp, the nipples in my fingers went flaccid, and Rachel made a purring sound and gently brought my head up.“That was the best orgasm I ever had.” she cooed as my head was brought up to her breast. Within minutes Rachel was asleep,my cock was still rock hard, but it did not matter. Rachael slept in my room dat nite and we made passionate love dat nite,we slept blissfully in each other arms. The next morning I woke up groping for Rachel’s body on the bed, but she was gone,
As I cleared the sleep from my eyes, there was Doris our house maid standing at the bottom of the bed with her arms crossed starring at me.
Literature › Re: My Aunt And I by johnwizey(op): 9:46am On Feb 12, 2013
[quote author=flow1759]Johnwizey u try but dem modify ur post well well, try using any of these signs in bracket (' * `) in any word u feel would be modified, just like i do, it would drive home ur message well.[/quote Tanx sir
Literature › Re: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba by johnwizey: 12:30am On Feb 12, 2013
Eze Promoe: [color=crimson]No light for una area? You suppose get like 20 batteries na.[/color]
u fit buy for him na........mumu

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