Mada Mada Novels & Stories

My eyes widen at her words, and I grab the pills, saying quickly, "These are just prescription pills for - uh, they're like vitamins-" "They're pheromone blockers," Maddie says flatly, "and not good ones. They will destroy your nervous system." I stare at her, "I - I don't know what you're talking about. I'm telling you-" However, Maddie's steady gaze has me faltering, and I snap my mouth shut. However, I don't understand how she knows what the pills are. She smells human. I take another discreet sniff, and she narrows her eyes.

“Sir Daemon, Ms. Maddy is outside asking for you. She said she needs to tell you something important.” Daemon threw his aide an eye when he came rushing into his office informing him about Maddy. He already blacklisted her from all of his properties but it seemed like she always finds a way to go to him. “Don’t let her in. I told you already she’s banned from any of my properties. Send a notice to the security again,” he answered without raising his head.

Chapter 21 Part 2 “Blay Blay!” “Daddy Blay Blay is here!” Madison shouts. She runs to me and jumps into my arms. I kiss the top of her head hugging her. “Hello Madi” “Blay Blay did you miss me? Did you miss me? Did you?” she asks. I pout as though I was thinking before answering. “No, I completely forgot about Madi…” I say. She sighs dramatically crossing her arms. “Bad Blay Blay. I’m gonna tell daddy.” she scolds me.

She took one hand from the table to run her breasts, kneading the skin and letting the hard nipple play against her fingers. Callista worked patiently, moving the carrot in and out of Madri's wet asshole. At the same time, Madri felt Callista's tongue get more and more insistent, flicking at her clit and dipping into her slit. Madri could feel the tension building inside of her. She moved her hand off of her breast. She was panting and she slammed her hand down hard on the table to ensure that she didn't fall over. Then, it happened. One last delicious pinch from the carrot in her asshole and Madri let out a loud shriek. Every muscle in her body shook and she slumped down over the kitchen ta

Jai started dancing around Shagun holding his mike and threw his smile as if he knew that she was playing a prank of being blind. Tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast Aashiq hai tera naam naam - 2 Dil lena dena kaam kaam Meri baahe meri baahe mat tham tham Badnaam hai tu madamast mast Tu chiz badi hai mast mast tu chiz badi hai mast Translation: You're a wonderful babe You're a wonderful babe You're name is a lover You're name is a lover Giving and receiving hearts is your work

I simply concentrated on my meal, ignoring the sloppy smirk sent towards me by most of the boys. "Hey Marie! I need your theoretical help.." I heard a familiar feminine voice. Looking back to the hand on my shoulder was none other than Maddy. Madison reek, yup...the Maddy wonker I I bumped into the other day. So her real name isn't wonker, its reek. I only call her wonker because of her dressing code and make up choices.. Her clothes are always over exaggerated.. Like rugs and pieces of clothes stuck together to make a handkerchief like skirt. She was indecent , not that it was any of my business how she dressed, but I always took keen note into people's behaviour.

"Going somewhere?" "err...yes. Home". There, I dropped the bomb. I watched as surprise took over her features before it morphed into a sad smile. "Awww… I'll miss you". She pouted. "come here, come give mama a hug". I smiled at her use of the word *mama*. Walking to her, she embraced me in a warm hug, gently patting my back. "I'll miss you and your amazing food". I said, after pulling away. She was now holding my hands.

Giovanni: "How far are you from home, Mio Amore(my love)?" My mother's voice laced with her heavy Italian accent streamed into my ear from the phone speaker. "Soon Madre(mother). I'm on my way from the airport." I replied, raising my hand to my aching chest.

First meeting. America Alexey came out of the entrance and heard a madman shouting from the fifth floor: "go to hell with your Democracy!". Then Alexey dodged a slipper flying at him, which the madman from the fifth floor threw out of the window. Alexey thought: "After all, indeed! What is Democracy? How do our people understand this word?". He decided to ask ordinary people on the street about what they say every single day in the news reports on TV, as if they want to hypnotize us so that we believe in the reality of its existence. The first thing he did was go to the grocery store to talk to someone about it. He walked over to the merchandiser and spoke to him:

She sat at the back with Faith, while her other friends were in front, with one of them driving. Arlene started getting worried because she was still outside and the sun had already set and the clouds were slowly getting dark. As soon as she caught a glimpse of the school building, she felt relieved, she couldn’t wait to get inside school, take a hot shower and lie down all covered in her blanket. Plus she had recently purchased a novel she couldn’t wait to read. ‘Mafia Princess’ by Chuka Sandra, also known as The Lunar Writer. But then something happened, Faith’s friend wheeled the car to the junction just before the school, and Arlene got alarmed. “What’s going on?” Arlene asked Faith rais