Must Read: Memoirs Of Dying And Living

6 years ago

Must Read: Memoirs Of Dying And Living

As Ben’s ears was still ringing from the slap, she gave him a backhand slap and a repeat forehand slap and she was going to repeat the slaps again but this time Ben caught her hand, twisted it and gave her his own version of repeated slaps.

He didnt stop slapping her till she started begging him “Bro sorry na! Pls don’t slap me again ur hands are painful”.

By now Ben had one of her hands pushed far behind her back just over her Unclad butt0ckz. Ben was rock hard now as he noticed in his bid to subdue her, he had twisted himself between her thighs.

Looking down he could see her Unclad Kittykat mound staring out up at him. Her b0s0m heaved up and down from their struggles of a few minutes ago.

As Mz Amuke followed Ben’s eyes her eyes widened as she realised she had knowingly or unknowingly manoeuvred herself into a compromising position.

She tried to resist by clasping her thighs together but Ben was fast as he pressed himself fast between her thighs. She tried pushing him off but he clamped his mouth on one of her b0s0m and held on sU-Cking hard and fast.

A tortured m0an escaped her lips but she fought on, trying desperately to hold on to reality so that a small boy like Ben in her own words won’t have his way.

Ben held onto her waist with his left arm, his lips clamped on her b0s0m but with his free right hand he had already tugged a CD onto his hand. He quickly used his left hand to tear it open and started the pain stacking task of trying to slip it up the very hard shaft of his rhizopus.

All the while thinking “ja jevovah, I must to blast but this aristo no go dash me something”.

Ben held onto her waist with his left arm, his lips clamped on her b0s0m but with his free right hand he had already tugged a CD onto his hand.

He quickly used his left hand to tear it open and started the pain stacking task of trying to slip it up the very hard shaft of his rhizopus. All the while thinking “ja jevovah, I must to blast but this aristo no go dash me something”.

She tried one last time to twist way from Ben but luckily for someone and unluckily for anoda person that movement she made was a catastrophe cos it caused thrm both to fall as they both slip and ……….. “SSLLLAAAMMMM!!!”

Ben was on her as they sprawled on his bed. She gasped cos she was still alittle dry but Ben’s rhizopus was already seaking, seaking and had found its mark,…..her honey pot.
Ben didn’t let go. “Shey alarm alarm” screamed in Ben’s head. “This okpeke sweet not be small”. He slowly trusted in and out while sU-Cking her b0s0m and she trashed and struggled still trying to fight him off.

Ben still holding her down with both hands on her arm, his hips between her legs. His thighs positioned under hers, he slowly and deliberately increased his thrust cos he sensed he had found the gates to Babylon.

She slowly got wet as she suddenly lay quiet, still and stiff as if she was a log of wood, she gasped once then fainting from exhaustion as her eye rolled back in her head but that didn’t deter Ben.

It rather helped him position his rhizopus which had kind of twisted to the side of her Kittykat door.