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08036420723 my whatsapp number. Pls add me to d group too

Ok. Ppl leaving from Ebonyi, let's meet and sort our transportation to our various camps out too, so things will b lots easier.

Kelech Ibiam, FUTO, Animal Sci & Tech., 2014, Lagos or Enugu

The card looks more like a dual purpose thing. so it means after 2015, no more Inec and deir permanent voters card thing...hmm, excess chopping from different angles

the beam, kindly forward the workforce material to me,it
wud be highly appreciated, this is my email
kelechiibiam@gmail.com

pls can any1 recommend any centre in owerri, i really appreciate.

freecocoa: ^
*Adjusts my bumbshort and starts to dance*

Oya check me now and you go see me now,and me ah turning around see me always,always, always bam bam oya tile tile watta bam bam,call me watta bam bam,see my buda,buda,buda bam bam.

Sapili lele sapi lipopila o wee,see me a see you come wine up for me now o wee.king kon pon de street me no slop on the rhymes,yo yo yo yo me sing me sing.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah o no no no no eh o no no no no eh ah ah ah ah,oya gboko get to you get to you watta gwan pon de system,gbaguan,intellectual cocoa rap pon de microphone,let's go.

I say nneka show your front let's the ojoro for your front muah the thing dey make man wan dey come day high,omo it dey make me dey high.

Nneka show me your back,let's see the caterpillar attack,the thing the make man wan dey come dey high,omo it dey make dey high.

Everybody say wokili wokili wokili woki woki wo.
Iwo iwo iwokili wokili woki wo,it dey make a man good a want to dey dey woki wo,awon ya wonya wonya wonya n wyn wyn wyn wyn a wyn wyn wyn wyn wyn.
Mix dem mix dem me dey pon de high,omo you dey make me high.

Oya tease me,I be dey ginger girl,I be dey swagger girl girl,see my backside bam bam,oya tile watta bam bam.popili popoli popi wyn.muah.


Chei Terry G dey mental on a not repairable level,oboy see song.

@Id and Freecocoa una two funny die

Ebonyi state all d way

mine was in a friend's bday party...i n d gal had bin crushing on each oda..so wen d tym was due, i was asked to call out d celebrant n kiss her for 15mins or drop #1500...mehn... na im i stand o. go grab d gal com stage, though ppl no show com bail her n me no gt dat 1500 to waste. d gal com de shy, na im i whisper to am mk she no fear...1, 2, 3, na im d gal muster courage, we come start o. we kiss reach d 15mins n mehn, d gal was a grt kisser i must confess. afta dat day, she turn my babe

Damon, Stefan, Klaus, Elena, Karoline, Rebecca n lots of others.. the movie is just so interesting

They got to the lodge and of course, the ladies
accompanied them. They all knew what was going down so
all airs and assumptions had been dropped at the drinking
spot. The only thing on everybody’s mind was sex. Sweaty,
poundy sex that would sate their loins and help their
blood-alcohol level via torrid exertion. Uche and his babe
had meandered into his room while Chike and the light-
skinned girl (he eventually found out that her name was
actually IFY) entered his room. He had barely closed the
door behind him when she pounced on him and kissed him
with a fever that scorched his face. Chike smiled and pulled
her close, kissing her back and grabbing and squeezing her
ass.
“Wait a minute…” She said huskily as she pushed away
from him. “I want to ask you for something…”
“What…?” Chike asked gruffly… his voice ladened with
need.
“I want your cousin to join us…” she said and stared into
his eyes, challenging him to say no.
Chike’s smile appeared… growing into a full grin.
“This news will send Uche to heaven,” he thought in
amusement.
“Are you sure about this?” He asked her.
“Yes… very, very sure!” she replied.
“Give me a minute to get him then.”
Chike left the room and dashed out to knock on Uche’s
door. He didn’t expect the door to open abruptly. He
assumed Uche would be hard at work, fucking the babe that
had followed him to the lodge. Alas, Uche opened the
door, still fully clothed. Chike’s surpise reflected briefly.
“You’re not fucking?”
Uche let out a very long, irritated hiss. “Can you imagine
the babe entered room and suddenly began to ‘form’
coy.”
Chike laughed out loud and shook his head.
“Your babe is acting coy, my babe wants a
party!” Chike replied.
Uche’s eyes widened instantly at the word party.
“Then what are we doing here? Let’s go abeg.”
Chike watched Uche head towards his room briskly and
followed him. Both guys entered the room together to find
Ify in her underwear, sprawled on the bed, propped by
pillows and smoking weed. Her eyes had glazed over in an
apparent ‘high’. Not wasting time, Uche unbuckled his belt,
removed his trousers and shirt and walked up to Ify in his
boxers. His bulge grew with each step he took. She killed
the blunt quickly and sat up as Uche approached her. He
brought out his cock with flourish, as if expecting the girl to
swoon. She licked her lips and grabbed his cock, stroking it
slowly… her eyes inviting Chike to join in. She slipped
Uche’s cock into her mouth… He let out a satisfied groan
as she sucked his dick like a pro. Chike watched his cousin’s
leg shake a little as he tried to maintain his stance while Ify
milked him with her mouth. Uche turned to give Chike a
look.
Chike sighed and began to peel off his clothes. Naked save
for his boxers, he made his way towards the duo on the
bed. Uche, acting all magnanimous, removed his cock from
Ify’s mouth to allow him a turn. Chike stood hesitantly for
a second then released his cock. Ify gasped and looked at
Chike’s face. Uche wasted no time… he joined her on the
bed and urged her into doggy position. There were some
condoms on the side table. Uche grabbed one and tore the
foil.
Ify’s already wet pussy turned into a waterfall at the sight
of Chike’s cock. She expectrd him to be barely average
because of his size but the cock before her was anything
but average. His was the fattest dick she’d ever seen and
the insane need to have him inside her made her moan.
Chike was hard… throbbing and he watched her lift him
and guide him into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out
automatically as he filled her mouth. He stiffened even
more as she began to move her head back and forth and
occasionally applying suctions pressure on his dick-head.
Uche thrust into Ify, making her gag over Chike’s dick. The
cousins exchanged mischievous looks and as if on some
silent cue, they began to Bleep her in the same rhythm and
tempo. Chike’s cock bleeped her mouth while Uche’s cock
bleeped her pussy. Her whimpers got louder and the guys
bleeped her from both ends faster. She let go of Chike’s dick
and cried out as she felt herself climax. Chike stroked his
dick and watched Uche slow down, allowing her orgasm
wash over her. Turning her on her back, Uche spread her
legs apart and entered her again, thrusting in with a
momentum that made her moan aloud.Chike knelt above
her face, allowing his balls dangling deliciously close to her
mouth while he stroked himself. to be continued

were done with the business of the day and now they sat
around lounging. Chike and his cousin listened as their friends
regaled them with stories of their various sexcapades since
entering Abuja. Chike listen intently; guffawing when necessary
and throwing in an occasional sarcastic comment. A few ladies
walked over to join them. He had seen a couple of them at the
accreditation center. He answered their giggly greetings with a
curt nod, drank his beer and watched the interchange, barely
trying to suppress a yawn. His cousin, Uche, had been
eyeballing a particular girl… his eyes making quick work of
stripping her naked. The girl joined them and Uche, vibrating
with excitement leaned towards him.
“Guy, we gast Bleep before we leave this town o. I’ve heard
about all these Abuja girls… freaks, every one of them. A
party will not be a bad idea o; abi wetin you think?”
Uche muttered.
Chike remained stoically silent but he perused Uche’s Bleep-
Interest. By his ‘esteemed” estimation, she was pretty in the
usual way. Nothing unique about her beauty. Uche was
Hot… He was always Hot anyways and Chike could tell
that he wanted to lay somebody. Not like Chike himself didn’t
want to Bleep but he wasn’t so hard-pressed for it. For his build,
girls surprisingly threw themselves at him, freewill. And when
they came at him, he chopped them down mercilessly. He was
big in frame and big in cock and that made him smug as hell.
When other guys displayed their thirst, Chike laid back and
watched them.
“Chike, isn’t that the babe from the plane?” Uche asked
him curiously.
Chike turned in the direction Uche indicated and narrowed his
eyes. The babe in question had her back to them but she was
very light-skinned, shapely and tall. Chike shrugged
nonchalantly and turned away. He wanted to get back to their
lodge and chillax in the comfort of his room. He planned to get
laid but he was not going to pounce on any pussy that was
available. That wasn’t his style. But Uche was determined to
lure him out.
“I tell you, its the babe from the plane. Look at her. I
think she changed clothes or something.” Uche opined.
Chike sigh and this time turned to look at the light-skinned girl
really well. She did look like the girl from the plane. The same
girl who had walked up to him at the tarmac and asked for his
number. If his memory served him well, the babe from the
plane was smashable. Allowing his thoughts gallop free for a
brief second, Chike imagined fucking her.
“I thought you both exchanged numbers? Call her nau…”
Uche sounded desperate.
Chike whipped out his phone to punch the number. Just then,
the light-skinned babe turn around and he stopped. She
wasn’t the girl from the plane but this one was also very
pretty. She noticed Chike and his cousin staring at her and
threw them a welcoming smile. Uche was on his feet instantly,
going over to introduce himself to her. She accompanied Uche
back to their table, waved a greeting at Chike and sat down
with them. Time slipped by as they drank, talked, exchanged
banters and laughs. Uche’s initial Bleep-Interest suddenly began
to give him a bit more attention and he lapped it up thirstily
and left the light-skinned girl virtually abandoned. Chike, of
course, was still acting aloof… not making any attempt to
converse wit her. Eventually, she turned to him and smiled
brightly. He rewarded her with a brooding look. The girl was
undeterred though. She continued chatting with him and after
a while, Chike let down his guard and became a tad friendlier.
Soon, the other guys began to leave. Chike gave Uche the
eye… a silent signal to prompt him for exit. Soon, they were
bidding farewell to their friends and heading towards their car. to be continued ...

Tina fainted and fell in a heap on the floor. Eno’s eyes widened
as she covered her mouth with both her hands to stop herself
from screaming. The gunshots attracted chaos from outside
the bedroom as Donald’s goons knocked frantically and
screamed out their boss’ name in worry.
Nkem was on the floor in a crumpled heap; blood sipping
through her hands, all over her neck and her chest. Her bra,
formerly white, was now a crimsoned tie-and-dye hue. The
room was silent save for the occasional sniffle that escaped
Eno. Nkem gasped for air, her breath coming out in short
labored bursts. She felt like she had been tackled by a rodeo
bull and having the wind knocked out of her. With shaky
hands, she managed to push Donald’s naked lifeless body away
from on top of her; scrambling up and hurriedly putting some
distance between herself and the dead man. Her aim had been
perfect. The first shot had landed squarely on his chest. The
second was a near-miss; it hit him on the shoulder. The third
shot could have been executed by a pro. It landed on his
forehead at a perfect angle between his eyes. Donald hadn’t
had the pleasure of uttering his ‘Last words’ before slumping
forward, his deadweight taking her down with him as he fell.
His cold lifeless eyes still expressed shock.
The goons in the living room were trying to break down the
bedroom door. Nkem had to act fast because she knew two of
the four men were armed. Unfortunately, she was shaking so
bad, she dropped the gun. As she retrieved it, sudden chill
engulfed her. What if they burst in here? She hadn’t
considered them a factor when she’d made plans to kill
Donald. Now she was stuck in a kill or be killed situation. She
managed to calm her shaky nerves and checked the bullet
rounds in her gun. The fifteen round gun still had twelve
bullets in it. Nkem took a deep breath and looked around the
bedroom, trying to think of a sensible place to hide or take
succor from the goons.
The door was giving in slowly and she knew the goons were
going to burst in, guns blazing… but strangely enough, she was
ready. She turned to Eno who was still whimpering by the
corner. “You’d better go into the toilet and hide” she told
her emotionlessly. “And drag your friend in there with you.
Make sure you lock the doors because its going to be
messy in here”. Nkem realized that her voice sounded alien
even to her own ears and wasn’t surprised that it propelled
instant action from Eno. She watched the naked girl drag her
comatose friend into the adjoining bathroom and locked the
door.
The entrance door burst open and the two armed goons ran
into the room first; armed, poised and ready to kill. The ladies
were nowhere to be found but their boss lay dead on the
floor; his blood forming a weird rug-pool around his body. The
armed goons made a beeline for the bathroom door while the
unarmed ones were trying to resuscitate a dead Donald. Nkem
had the perfect aim from her vantage position behind the
window drapes. She raised her gun again.
Boom! Boom!! Boom!!! Boom!!!! Boom!!!!!’
Five rounds fired in quick successions. Two goons on the floor,
two others out of the bedroom in panic. Death seemed to
make her adrenalin pump. She threw herself on the ground
dramatically, expecting reprisal gunshots, and crawled –
combatant style – on the floor, trying to duck. There was no
retaliating shot, just groans of pain and anguish. Stealthily, she
made her way towards the men. The first goon was groaning in
pain, clutching his chest that harbored two bullet holes. The
second goon was hit on his right arm and was trying to reach
for his fallen pistol with his left. Nkem smiled. Three of the
five fired shots had met their target. She was getting pretty
good at shooting people, she thought. Her glee was temporal
though. The second goon had managed to grab his gun but did
not survive the lifting. She shot him in the head and made
sure she didn’t miss. His death was instant. She finished off
the first goon out of mercy because didn’t want him bleeding
to death.
She kicked them a few times to ensure that they were
certifiably dead before going to lift the door from the floor and
placing it in its rightful position. She needed it as a shield in
case the other goons returned. She calmly got out her cell
phone from her handbag and called Desmond. to be continued ...

rip to d dead boiz