12 AM

This is a fictional act of work and do not relatively point or react to anyone in any form, any relativity is absolutely coincidence. 21+ rated

                           12 AM

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Ban…..g !! Baby someone is there, go and answer the knock, I will go sweetheart, i moan as we continue kissing, the moment was too tense, leaving her to answer who was knocking is a total distraction which probably is from the devil. I ignore the knock once more as i cup her two breast, she moan pleasurably making me going more mad ( don’t say am a bad child, winks) I slip my right hand down her thigh, caressing the bushy glory as I insert a finger inside. She moan at that touch, shouting my name silently as I stroke in and out with my finger (she was damn wet, you know that feelings?) Give me now please Tobi, she shouted my name, spreading her legs wide… I quickly put off the boxer left on me with happiness to finally f…..k her, I was about to insert my … ( you understand?) The knock came again, this time louder and the door opened.

The light was on as I opened my eyes, lo and behold, I was dreaming and my mother was the one knocking, I stared at her angry look wondering why she had disturb my fun and the main thing. ( That girl was a difficult girl to catch, all my friends had gone to her but were all rejected, including me. I know someday I will f….k her) Will you common get up and lets go for prayer, my mum ask interrupting my thought. Mum, its just midnight nah !! I replied, what rubbish are you saying. Its already 12 noon and you know today is the last day in the year 2017, are you a novice here to not know all our family gathers to praise the lord every last day of the year before going to church for the new year? God that has been helping and protecting you all through the whole month, every seconds, every minutes, hours and everyday deserve to be praised and thanked, no accident, even if there’s, you are alive, some of your mate had died, some are at the hospital right now, some were captured by kidnappers while some were used for money ritual. God deserve to be praised, you better carry your ugly self and join us in the living room before I bounce on you. She said angrily and left.
Truth to be told, God is more than worthy of my praise, let me go and worship the Lord before coming back to think of how to f….k that girl, I said to myself.

         The End.

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