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kayjay007:filling bottle indeed... U self b confarrm niggor jare |
talk2saintify:Beatrice? Lolz |
Kwantinu. I dey follow u |
Ifecoded:bro... He don drop o... ![]() |
Damibiz: in psquare's tune, e no easy eh...eheheheheh... |
zhemyfresh:welcom to the land of the living bro. Its good to encourage the writers. Thank u bro |
42. COUNTLESS dedicated to an inspirational commentator: honourable356 A loud bang on the door woke me from the ugly and mystical dream. I rose up immediately and leaned my head against the wall. I was sweating profusely like a thunderbolt victim. I marched towards the door and opened it ajar. I was met with the alluring figure of Nike with a concern look that dominates her face. She was claded in a blue mini jean and a yellow tank top, which had some bold words inscribed on the brest department that reads :I CAN'T DATE AN ARSENAL FAN I smiled and ushered her inside She claimed she came to check on me because it was almost noon and i haven't wake up I told her i was alright and just needs to rest well "alright... Breakfast is on the kitchen cabinet..when you are ready to eat" she said after the concern talks and took her leave The memories of the dream started coming back in flashes. I relaxed on the bed, my gaze fixated on the white POP ceiling 'Whats going on with my life? How can i be having weird and intense dreams in daybreak? Having sex with...with...wait, i don't even know the woman or girl in my dream... Oh sh*t! How can i be having sex with someone i don't know? This is more complicated than i can handle. But sincerely, maybe its a premonition of danger. I don't believe in superstition, but maybe its time for me to abstain from sex for some days. If it is so, then i need to talk with my konji After a lot of threats that i will cut it off b4 it kills me, my Konji agreed to stay away from anything in skirt for the next two weeks Joke's mum got home in the night. After dinner, she came to my room to resume the dialogue. I gave her an affirmative answer and she was very excited I elusively told her that i want us to start the child production project in the next two weeks. She wasn't really happy, but she agreed with her usual phrase of 'PATIENCE IS A GREAT VIRTUE' Don't let me bother you with the epistle of the events of the next two weeks. It was very boring without sex I avoided Adedoyin's call and Chioma. The gang threats became more tense everyday Two weeks after* Nike and I was taking a leisure stroll on their quiet street on a saturday morning. Joke consented to it because of her false crippled life I was claded in a Stephen Curry's armless top and a blue 3-quater jean Nike was claded in a yellow top and a grey mini skirt She placed her left hand on my shoulder as we ambled along the quiet and serene avenue We were gisting and laughing as we trudge on the road We got to a more quiet area before we saw a young boy claded in boxers only ran furiously past us. We stand still as we followed the boy with our gaze down the road. Barely secs later, a much older guy with a striking resemblance to the former boy ran after him. We watched in 3D as the older guy caught up with the boy, he gave him a tumbling kick and the boy awryed on the road groaning. The older guy started ditching heavy slaps and punches to his face Being a good ambassador of peace and advocate of age equality, i can't just standby and be watching one self acclaimed Undertaker to be beating his Kane In what seems like a flash, i disengaged myself from Nike's tight grip on me and ran towards the guy. I could here Nike screaming at me to come back, but i switched on my Pharaotic mode I got there and tried to separate them, but the guy was a bit too energetic as he keep on withdrawing from my graps. Nike joined me seconds later and we both channelled our energy and strength into pulling them apart. After some minutes, we got them separated. She helped the boy to his feet, his neck region and face were red swollen "who be you? Abeg leave that boy make i kill....am" the older guy said panting heavily with contempt laced in his voice "na fowl you wan kill? Eh? Abeg chill bro...just calm down. You no need to kill anybody...." i said amicably "i don hear you bro...but before i go leave am, tell him to give me my winning ticket..unless i go beat sense commot for hin body!" he thundered "what st*pid ticket are you talking about? "a voice interrupted, i turned around and saw an elderly woman approaching hurriedly "you are a useless human being ..you want to kill your brother because of ticket" she got nearer to us breathing hard My memory was alerted when she walked closer to me because her face looks familiar. I began to search my brain to remember where i knew her from she gave the older guy an astounding loud slap and grab the younger boy. "do you want to kill me before my time? Or is it a sin that i gave birth to three boys? Eh? We just settled your brother's case with the police last week, now you fool want to kill your brother because of eighty thousand naira!......" the rest of her ranting trailed off from my mind as my mind completed its task of identifying her Gawd don punish devil and his gf!!! Who says Karma isn't a b*tch? I smiled wickedly and told myself silently. GAME ON!!! TBC |
Updating now,.. |
Based on spiritual logistics, Arsenal is a Useless Team. I av said it...and Am a Man u fan... I dey my house, come and beat me. |
olahajayi:wow! U be radio genius bro. Weldone |
honourable356:wow! Bro...am mesmerised by this comment... I hereby donate shango, plus his birth certificate and common entrance result to u sir... And Based on logistics, U are my inspiration. Thanks in a million... |
pFolar:thanq my dear. U ar folarlically mouthed |
i get ideas from my sex life and betting life. But basically, na Shango be my inspiration.. |
Ever heard of smartestpopqueen? Check her out. She is the author of HERO |
bossy512:thank you bae. Lngtym |
Cyberrex:i cork my gun for you too o ![]() |
Larrysun the absolute boss. You are mekolically mouthed bro. Weldone |
gentlejay007:i mean to say Reasoning, but due to the haste, i made that error...but in other news, i don't give a fvcking fvck. You can tantamountically go fvck yourself dude. |
Qmerit:based on logistics, you are specially endowed with a very rare breed of stupidity. Ur sense of reasoning is tantamount to zero. Buhadri na ur papa? Fool. |
Ur hubby no kuku get sense, thats why u no call me.... Am angry and jealous at the ratio of 30:70 respectively |
TemiGURL:wetin Darous do u na? Madam take time o...that guy na confirm thunder pikin |
An Ikeja High Court on Monday,source:https://newtelegraphonline.com/metro/mrs-obasanjo-loses-bid-stop-sons-wedding/ Cc:lalasticlala, mynd44, obinoscopy, ishilove |
Based on logistics, those Dogs are more effective than Buhadri's entire 3years tenure. I have said it, i dey my house, come and beat me |
Orlolahdey:how can u be so sure of that? |
PrinceOFprince:thanq bro. I am so lucky to have you here. Thanq veli much |
41. COUNTLESS This is truly Gobe raise to power of 1million. But, wetin i fit do? Is this some kind of temptation from the devil himself? He even tempted Jesus christ, and he failed. Now he wants to tempt the son of thunder?' na thunder go fire devil and his green ugly ass Or maybe this beautiful descendant of Eve wants to know if am truly sincere with her daughter, and she wants to find out in a cunning Jambing way? Based on logistics, that might be true I was deeply lost in my own thoughts before her sonorous voice brought me back "I know this is too sudden and heavy," she said after the prolonged silence. "you might even think of me as a sycophant, but....but...the truth is, i see no better man than you that can do this for me......" her voice trails away for some secs before she continued "i was really wowed with the way you stood up to my husband before, and since i got into my room, i have been thinking....." she paused again "i know about you and Joke. Sincerely am not against your relationship with her.....she's like a jewel to me, i have always trust her decisions right from her teen years, and thats why i find you suitable for this task, if am going to get laid with someone, it has to be you. Because i don't want some strange random guys to use it to blackmail me in the future". She concluded I buried my head in my palms, i was totally lost in my own thoughts How do i impregnate my gf's mum? What will happen to me if Joke finds out? She definitely will hate me. I'm still oblivious to many things about this family I lifted my gaze to her face. She has this innocent look plastered on her face that can even melt the heart of lucifer But wait, she ealier talked about Beatrice..i need to find out what she knows about her "but maam, you ealier stated that you knew Beatrice! How come?" i stated inquisitively. She sighed."Beatrice and I have a mutual friend. They made a business deal together some years back...and i was used as a witness to finalize the documents signing". She explained "which means your relationship is on the formal status? No mutual attachment?" I queried, and she shot me a wily look "i know where you are driving at, but be rest assured, Beatrice will never know about this...just give me your reply and lets get this over with" she hedged "ok..i will think about it and give you a reply tomorrow...is that fair..maam?" "well, as much as i would have loved to hear it now, i still don't want you to feel intimidated..moreover, patience is always a great virtue." she shrugged with a feral grin We ended the discussion around 3.am after she requested that i tell her everything about myself, which i did conviniently. I also told her about all my sexcapades and the gang threats. We bade eachother goodnight as we both retired to our respective rooms We barely managed to stop the car in the compound as we both unlocked the door and headed for the front door of the house. One of my shoes never made it out of the car, the other in the middle of the compound, my trousers managed to stay at my thighs as we headed towards the door My konji swinging to and fro. She never bothered to put her opened brest back into her dress. She have also lost both her high heels half way through the walk to the entrance. Her thong underwear crumpled up on the last step leading into the house. She pulled her dress over her head and threw it off to the couch the minute we got inside In the flash of a moment I saw her in her full glory, beautiful face, firm large brest, flat stomach, a sliver of dark hair pointing to the top of her pvssy's. We embraced hard, locking our mouths together, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues as I lowered her back first to the floor right inside the open sitting room In what seemed like a seamless movement her legs opened and the head of my card located the entrance of her wet, ATM opening. It was impossible to stop the momentum, as my card moved past her initial resistance, and then slowly plunging into the warmth of her pvssy as the sexual transaction began We never broke our embrace and our hips started co-coordinating with our thrusts. The feeling of my dck in the silky, wet warmness of her pvssy, plus the way her cunnt was grasping my shaft in rhythm to my konji's penetration is really driving me nuts. Not to talk of the effects of her hard nippples pushing against my bare chest by her firm brests. She reached around me pulling my body into her, she wrapped her gorgeous legs around me as we continue to thrust for a long time, with our tempo ever increasing until at almost a planned synchronized second, She pushed her head back and she cried out in bliss as I felt her body trembled and an uncoordinated bucking movements that drove my dck even further into her pvssy Just then, the unexpected happened as i began to cough out blood vigorously, i withdraw my wet ATM card and fell down on the floor, i continue rolling on the floor until i fainted TBC |
Based on logistics, they are nervous. |
Happy new week guys..please bear with me o. Update wil surely drop today. I proudly beg you guys....thankz. |
Chumzypinky:you make it sound as if you and your pen are not the architect of Mia's wayward life. As if she wasn't acting under the duress of you and your pen...only gawd can save Mia frm you my wife... Happy new week |
Logistically, Jonathan and corruption are like 5 & 6 |
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