Action in Calabar episode 3
Written By Adedamola Yusuf…
My Kittycat was not scared I must say, my cl!toris flowered opened to him in gratitude. At last! A Fork.. And not just any.. A ride on the thickest pole I’d ever seen. I squee-zed my cunt muscles in anticipation.
I dove in head first; literally. I went ahead to give him a Mouthaction.. I choked at my first sh0t, it is a Joystick to kill for.. My mouth was crammed full of man meat.
I was hearing audibly his husky m0@n ing voice and also his testimony of how well I was doing it. I’m a certified de-ep throat.
He couldn’t help it as some point, I snapped his control. He pu-ll-ed out of my mouth with a we-t pop and bent me over in a doggy position. He slid in sharply in one move and I practically yelled. He filled me all at once. His Joystick head hit the head of my wo-mb and I screamed.
He started thrû-sting slowly. I was m0@n ing ha-rd , but i hated the slow movement; my Kittycat is adapted to his Joystick and it wants some fervent pounding. He fastened the tempo on my request; he is good and he went in and out of my lush and warm Kittycat very professionally. His eyes were closed ti-ght and his hands were placed carefully on my bu-ttocks, of which he tapped in intervals.
He suddenly changed the position, and pinned me to the chair, raising my right leg to his shoulders. He slid in again without the help of his hands, and he began again to work on me. My radical squee-ze of the throw pillow will describe the fantasy I was getting; i battered it. I’m getting thor0ûghly Forked.
He pu-ll-ed out with a pop and requested I svçkhim again. I was glad to. I su-cked him clean, tasting my jui-ces on his Joystick and I could feel his legs shaking immensely. Now, he slid into me and went in at an almost angry mode, he ban-ged me seriously like he was going to wreck my Kittycat. It was so fast that I began to cough, I was m0@n ing so loud now that I am not sure neighboring houses are not hearing.
I could hear my palpitations loud and clear, I could hear the dogs barking, he joined me in the m0@n ing racket! he began to thrû-st into me very and I wonder where I got the strength to withstand that pressure as he’s nailing himself into me.
I was busy slamming my cunt back at him and enjoying the ride when he bec@m£ uncontrolable, and slammed so de-ep i screamed! I think he dislodged my wo-mb. He then squee-zed all into me and nutted! “damn! Inside of me?” I asked with in a very worried tone!! Fork it.. The haze of arou-salfaded fast. Shtt.
I stood immediately, ran to my room, got into the shower and washed my Kittycat like I was going to dig out the Pour! I have never had Pour in me before!! I was angry-satisfied-happy at the same time! so cliche!!
Fred
Three days after my arrival in Calabar, It is still nothing to write home about, I just hope my first day as a lecturer will makeup for whole annoying charade! Dressed in my sharp and se-dulously ironed green suit, I walked briskly into the alre-ady settled clas-s.
I smiled at them, I greeted and they responded in enthusiasm, a good way to start the day, I was almost identifying proper with the clas-s when I heard a noise from the entrance.. A well dressed female student was trying to pack her books from the floor. Her go-wn hvgged her curves perfectly.
I was angry at the distraction, and it made me feel like I was not in charge- a feeling I hate! The struggling student stood up finally and behold! it was the girl from the plane! My very very annoying crush, I was standing in bewilderment when innocently she said “plea-se sir, may I come in?”