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SECOND WORLD WAR WITH KOVA.I pressed the receiver to know who was calling. It was Kova calling with a strange line. I had missed two calls from his saved contact. My chest shook with a repressed chuckle the moment I heard his voice.Everything that happened in our last meeting came back flashing in sequences.‘I’m sure you wouldn't take my calls fucker.” Kova started the war.I was lost in words, though I wasn't surprised. I had turned him down the way it was belittling. I expected him to act up small before now. To act up small and perhaps raise his value in my head. He needed to be stubborn or careless with me to acquire some value to an extent, if he knew me well.“Yes I wouldn't take fake calls because they only tell me things that make me feel they care, whereas they probably don't. The only perfectly cooked up lies that hurt.”“So you imagine all the time I called you was because I wanted to make you feel I cared?”“Maybe.”“To hell with that.”“Okay.”“I can see you are the mo

SENSATIONAL LOVE SERMON FROM BRUCHA.Kova had left my house disappointed to the point I was sure he possibly could not take my calls anymore. I watched his middle leg rise suddenly like inflation, and then fall. He was never going to be any more hornier than this all his life. It was a moment of despicable closeness which slipped out of his hands just like that.I can tell that I was going to be extremely spent to the point I might desire to faint any day Kova gets a chance to get into my sexy laps. He had only managed to see my thighs. My legs are a seductive spec. It's part of my selling point if I want his attention on my body.When the Brucha experience hadn't happened, some days I felt so horny and wanted a man to drill me badly, but the extent I could only go was having my lips kissed to red, and hugs, and having every part of my body fumbled like the African process of braiding flour. Some of those times had left me wanting to spread my legs wide for him to have it the way he w

13SEEING KOVA NAKEDKova undid his buttons with a doubtful mind like he wasn't sure what he was about to get. This could be the moment he had long expected.His shirt dropped down to the floor, creating a small sound in the grave silence between us.His chest was bare. Kova normally didn't wear a singlet. His chest was smooth and had no hairs. But the tenderness intrigued me. I felt like rubbing my hand on it.“Go on, take off your clothes.” I persuaded him.He hesitated, staring at me as if he was scanning my heart to know what is in them. His attempt to lose his fly sent something sinful down my whole flesh, making my skin crawl for the unusual.Kova loses his fly and takes off his jeans short, leaving only a tin pant wrapped on him, barely concealing the hardness between his legs.Kova had gotten hard while he took off his clothes. I felt a compulsion to pull the remaining clothing off him, but I resisted the impulse, not wanting to play a role in this. A touch on him could get me

12TANTALIZING PROMISES OF MONEY AND SEX .I stayed indoors until I was sure my dad and his possible gay friend were ready to leave. I didn't want to look at their both irritating faces. Kalvin had lost his magic grip on me by this new knowledge. His sexy smirk and all that had disappeared from my head. There was no more room for him.My dad would never leave home without a message for me. But I wish he wouldn't dare come to my door today.What did he mean by that statement? I tried to portray it as a beef for the benefits of my mental relaxation last night, but it had failed to suit in any way.Calling Kalvin babe could be considerable. But the combination of it and him as a dripping pussy must certainly mean something different from a mere beef, if it was one. Kalvin must actually be a baby for the male. What other explanation to the reason he left me with all the sexiness before him and slept. Because he didn't have an attraction for the female gender.Fuck Kalvin!Fuck Kalvin for

11POSSIBLE GAYS IN MY HOME.I worked hard to subject the filthy reactions erupting in me at the sight of Kalvin's half naked body with dripping waters like a mermaid sculpture.The irk on my face from the last text of Brucha had quickly disappeared into a furious whirlwind. Now replaced with the eagerness to have my yawning body cuddled tightly into Kalvin's arm.“Hello beauty.” Kalvin said and grinned at me.“Hello cute man.” A super audacity.Audacity to say that to dad’s friend. I played reserve with Kalvin because he was a friend of my dad. I wasn't afraid or scared of talking or luring him into trying to plow on my wet sheath. I only respected my dad. But with the allure of the presence before me, I am determined to lose the respect I owe anyone for tonight. Kalvin has to touch my nipples and make me feel like a woman.Kalvin cleaned up the remaining drops of water on his body, then slipped under the duvet, unwrapped his towel and flung it to a nearby seat.“Goodnight beautiful

10BRIGHT GREEN LIGHTS FROM MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND.Aware that Kalvin was staring at me as I put his room in order, I was conscious of everything I did. I touched and moved the position of things with sheer carefulness seeking perfection.I hated being supervised. But the part of him mentioning that he would be admiring my beautiful body fired something sinful in me. I needed someone to supervise me on that note.My nipples had risen above her grasp knowing someone was staring at it with an eye that is meant to lust.I wanted this scene, but somehow I was feeling uncomfortable. Perhaps because I have someone intentionally staring at my mini naked body. The thin top I had on barely concealed my sultry nipples.I turned to Kalvin to see if he was actually admiring as he promised. He wasn't, but his attention came back active on me the moment I looked back at him.“Would you stop looking at me and continue with your girlfriend, Mr Kalvin.” I said, wanting to know who he was talking with.“