Must Read: The Benson Family (18 )

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Must Read: The Benson Family (18 )

It was a torrid journey from onitsha to Lagos, she missed her friends but she had been told “life goes on” in many school story books she read.

She was surprised to see such a big place with tall buildings and everybody seemed to own a car!
“wow!”
“you like?” Came the coarse voice of her new husband who had come to pick her up from the motor park.

No doubt he was handsome, did he possess the long manhood she had seen her father pound udoka with in onitsha?

Was he going to pound her the same way?

Was she ready for this? She didn’t know anything about man woman relationships she just knew that men did whatever they wanted!.

When the car rerved into the compound, a gap toothed gateman waved
“welcome sir”,
“yes musa how are you?”
“ahhh thank you sir”

The car drove into the compound and packed In a shade away from the sunlight.

She was exhausted from the incessant gallops on the benin-ore road.

She fumbled with the door handle from inside,
“oops don’t worry I’ll get that for you”

She had never been in such a sweet nice smelling car before, it was always a bus or an Okada when a journey was required.

She stepped down eh Idigo opened the car door, and ‘whooooaaahhh’ she was awestruck! Did he live here? This big house all by himself? He must be rich! No! Very rich to own such a house!

Back in onitsha they had barely managed their 2 room apartment with a toilet and bathroom shared with neighbors!

In the night there was always mosquitoes and she was sure there would be mosquitoes here too.

“come on” Idigo called from the door, wondering what this village gurl was awestruck about?

‘all these village girls sef, if no be for my mother I for no even consider dis kind matter sef o, ehh dis gurl pvssy never strong na’ he thought to himself.

He had to be really patient and teach her the modern etiquettes and standards. He didn’t want his guys coming around to visit and this village gurl soiling his reputation, ‘sha Dem say na village girls sweet pass, I go soo fvck this one this night she go know wetin e be, after I dun pay bride price wey wan cut my neck, anyway thankGod no white wedding. Her nyash look good sha, chai I pity this gurl because I go sooo batter her toto today ‘

Philomena stepped past the burglary proof and came in to the corridor, ‘onitsha had tall buildings but this was too clean! Did they mop the walls like they scrubbed and mopped their cement floor in the house in onitsha? walking slowly unsure of her steps, Idigo had opened the door by now stepping into the lavish sitting room and turning the lights on. For a man of his age he had seriously conquered all the fears of uncertainty ever since his business boomed and he acquired properties in Lagos. He chose magodo because of the serenity, but he really loved making gurl scream!

How old is this gurl even?

Hmm the younger the better anyway, he remembered his days as an youth corper in benin…oohhh he had fvcked his fair shair of pvssy!
He cared less about the stories of witchcraft, he lured the gurl in his ppa to his house with promise of gifts and pounded them mercilessly!! He craved sweet young girls such as this one now seated on his couch, he loved them unripe! He loved tugging at their pants, while watching their childish faces contort in reluctance. They always were reluctant to indulge which thrilled him the more and swelled the bulge in his boxers to triple the normal attention size! He would struggle until he found their pant, and resting his thumb on the femalecore, he began a rotary motion until they were mouth agape in the throes of the sweet s£nsat!on, ahhh “uncle corper” they would call him, while he tugged his 8 inch meatpole free, held their legs together to make their K!ttyC@t tighter, he slid his pr!ck into their juice-clustered young dripping vaginas!

He relished the tightness! These girls! It was a seminary secondary school, non the less the thought of stretching out the young pvssy of a future nun was exhilarating! He also loved their shaved heads in his hand, it reminded him of his childhood crushes. He stretched himself out on the girls, holding them stiff to the bed while he burrowed and researched their Deepest membranes! He loved the look on their faces, mouth agape, he would bite their lips and sU-Ck their face soo bad while his piston was being stuffed in their young twats!

He was becoming uneasy, he couldn’t take it anymore, he now had his OWN young virgin, according to what philo’s father had told him…he couldn’t wait to find out! He barely got a virgin throughout his stay in benin! All the seminary school girls had been slamming their young cvnts up and down the meatpolea of the town boys no doubt! He had carries out his rampage hoping to find one but he never did…anyway this must be his compensation.