She never believed it would
happen, sitting in the same room with a boy she never knew, she was so damn
annoyed with herself, 1 hour ago her friend told her there was a happening
party in a new born club, she told her she would have to stop over in a friends
place just to get some stuff, little did she know that her friend basically stopped
over to get some fuck from her boyfriend.
Immediately they entered the
house her friend excused herself, as her boyfriend emerged from the room, she
left with no further excuse than she want to have some private time with her
boyfriend, and to them in their caucus, private time is sex palava.
She was sitting right there in
just a very shot skirt that can you see her panties so easily, you can see the
whole of her fresh lap stretched out.
Yomi have been watching her since
they came in, been someone that has the carriage and someone who has what them
girls want (koko), he believe he could also do some tricks on Bolanle also,
about an hour ago Yomi’s friend called him that he should come over, that he
would like Yomi to keep his catch’s friend company while he would be busy with
his catch inside.
Now back to reality, Bolanle and
Yomi is all alone in the bedroom, what can happen, what will happen, that’s was
what has been on Bolanle’s mind all along, she was so worried cause she
believes she is sitting close to something she really likes and she would not
mind having a taste, but all she had in her mind was it would be so rude of her
to request, he has to request, and she does not need to give in easily.
Looking like time is flying, Yomi
brought the solution, how are you?? Am fine was the quick response, Yomi could
see the look away attitude she was giving, as a correct sharp guy Yomi got
closer to had to her wahala (trouble), am I any trouble to you, or do I look
scary? I noticed you have been looking away from me and you don’t want to look
at me directly or indirectly, Bolanle replied I don’t see any reason why I
should look at you directly or indirectly.
She stood up to go to the toilet
to ease her self free, not to urinate or do anything else, she enter the well
spacious toilet and stood facing the mirror, she was annoyed with her friend,
with herself and with the trouble she left seconds ago, just as she thought she
was alone to her thinking, the devil himself walks in again, right behind her,
through the mirror she could see Yomi’s eyes flickering not at her face but at
her big and round curved buttocks.
With no fear or wahala, Yomi
moves close and touch a soft spot partly opened by the belt line, she was
putting on the popular low waist skirts chicks enjoy nowadays, she was about to
react, as in not making it look easy for Yomi, but as fast as he could he slips
his hand down to her buttocks, she felt the warmth of his hands on her bare
skin, she was going gaga, and feeling wet immediately, (WTF) magic hands, she
shut her eyes and assume this is not happening, she tries to clear the picture
of the reality out, but it is called reality not a dream, it is happening,
Yomi’s hand was long, it was no story na, the guy hand found her clitoris
quickly like he had been there before, he inserted his long fingers into the
canal, and a soft moan was heard from Bolanle, Bolanle held his hands and told
him to stop immediately, but like she said do something new, he kissed her
mouth shut, the kiss lingered below, down to the neck, and his hands set the
pussy free, and quickly dug into her simple blouse to look for the firmly
aroused nipple, she could not scream not to call unwanted attention, he greased
the nipple gently and made her sing along.
When Bolanle saw this means
wahala, she carefully whispered in his hears, close the door guy, Yomi simply
did what she said, off with the cloths she told him, he did as told again, she
carefully knelt down and gave him some nice BJ, like she was born to do this,
she sucked the young to eternal release, the guy was already gaga, she was
given a gift also, apart from the ecstasy he has gone through, his dick was
still standing firm, she asked him if he got condom, but the dude said he
should go borrow from his friend inside, she drew him back and told him not to
mind, she does not want her friend to know of the movie that is about to
premiere.
Bolanle carefully held the wall
of the toilet, and Yomi was just looking and wandering on what to do, she
simply point at her pussy which was already dripping, Yomi who could not hold
back inserted his parked the whole of his Lamborghini into the tight garage
right in front of him, she was truly and really tight o, he moaned and started
feasting on the wahala he had in front of him, she was also responding to the
call, he keeps pushing hard and hard, she keeps moving herself to the drummer
behind her, this was not looking funny at all, Yomi has not released and
Bolanle is not satisfied yet, 3 hours in the performance of the ongoing action,
her friend and her boyfriend were already wondering were they both left to, her
friend basically suggested they should search the house, Bolanle was sitting on
a well erected dick when the toilet door opened, right in front of her was her
friend’s boyfriend.
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