Question That Spoilt It! HoL 96
Human of Lagos
"When she appeared in the living room that evening, I took her to the other room. In this room I have my bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, as I got unclad showcasing my round and protruding belly before her.
I moved towards her as I'm used to, grabbing her neck with my hands and then thrusting my tongue into her mouth.
We kissed longingly, as I gently laid her on the bed. She held on to my third leg pulling and stroking it upward like a solid cucumber. Undressing her was erotical and like a good shepherd, she led me to her erogenous spots. Willingly she spread her legs and then pulled my head to her Bermuda's triangle. My lips sucked at her V. My tongue searched inward for her G-spot while my fingers caressed her nipples. She moaned longingly.
She took my P in her mouth with the tip of my shaft gratefully throbbing in the warmth of her tongue. My balls bounced in her soft tendered fingers as she stroked them, giving me quavering delight. My eyes looked into hers as I spoke in the tongues I will never understand.
The foreplay was delicious. I positioned myself missionary-style to rupture together in coitus ecstasy with my throbbing phallus in her wet peach, then I heard a cooed and a shrilled; "Stop!" It's her voice. Her eyes still closed and her hands wrapped over my head, she asked me; "What are we doing?"
"We are making love." I responded in a rather surprising tone. I paused for a while, and then tried to resume from where we'd been interrupted by her command.
"Will you marry me?" She questioned again.
A sudden headache descended upon me, and acute anger churned at my stomach like gastrointestinal ulcer.
I can now confirm that she's a witch that wants me dead. After taking me up to see the splendour of the land, she then denied me entrance to the promised land. Of course, I will not marry her. She's evil. Hell is where she belongs! Chizos! What a wicked demon! I am peeved!
So I rolled away from her and sighed defeatedly. I picked up my lubricant and then head to the bathroom where I can go fuck myself satisfactorily."
© FERT, 2016
"When she appeared in the living room that evening, I took her to the other room. In this room I have my bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, as I got unclad showcasing my round and protruding belly before her.
I moved towards her as I'm used to, grabbing her neck with my hands and then thrusting my tongue into her mouth.
We kissed longingly, as I gently laid her on the bed. She held on to my third leg pulling and stroking it upward like a solid cucumber. Undressing her was erotical and like a good shepherd, she led me to her erogenous spots. Willingly she spread her legs and then pulled my head to her Bermuda's triangle. My lips sucked at her V. My tongue searched inward for her G-spot while my fingers caressed her nipples. She moaned longingly.
She took my P in her mouth with the tip of my shaft gratefully throbbing in the warmth of her tongue. My balls bounced in her soft tendered fingers as she stroked them, giving me quavering delight. My eyes looked into hers as I spoke in the tongues I will never understand.
The foreplay was delicious. I positioned myself missionary-style to rupture together in coitus ecstasy with my throbbing phallus in her wet peach, then I heard a cooed and a shrilled; "Stop!" It's her voice. Her eyes still closed and her hands wrapped over my head, she asked me; "What are we doing?"
"We are making love." I responded in a rather surprising tone. I paused for a while, and then tried to resume from where we'd been interrupted by her command.
"Will you marry me?" She questioned again.
A sudden headache descended upon me, and acute anger churned at my stomach like gastrointestinal ulcer.
I can now confirm that she's a witch that wants me dead. After taking me up to see the splendour of the land, she then denied me entrance to the promised land. Of course, I will not marry her. She's evil. Hell is where she belongs! Chizos! What a wicked demon! I am peeved!
So I rolled away from her and sighed defeatedly. I picked up my lubricant and then head to the bathroom where I can go fuck myself satisfactorily."
© FERT, 2016
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