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The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 62
Ken drove into his compound and halted at the parking lot. Before alighting, he caught hold of Mrs. Fanny’s picture which had always been in his portable leather wallet, and put it to his chest, and stamped a classical kiss on it.He was in New York to meet with Jacy, after getting a message from her earlier the day before. The message said; Hii Ken, it is of necessity we meet. From Jacy …He breathed uneasily at the thought of Jacy’s troubles and impossibility; worst of it was that he didn’t tell Mrs. Fanny of his whereabouts, even if it be a lie, and he had summoned the courage to turn off his phone – he knew she would be dialing his number now. Thoughtfully, he turned on his phone and as soon as the phone came up, tons of messages from Mrs. Fanny came on his phone rapidly;Where have you been, darling?I am worried, ken.What the hell is wrong that your phone is switched off-Call me as soon as you get my message - Did you get my message?I am getting sick for not hearing from yo
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“Ah – oh gosh…” she gritted her teeth and bewailed at the top of her voice, writhed in pleasurable ecstasy and wriggled her body like a snake that got a machete cut. She kept wriggling her body until Ken caught hold of her waist, lifted her to his shoulder, took her out of the bed, walked to the wall opposite, pinned her on the wall like a work of art, and devoured from her thick lips to her neck and right from her neck to her stiffened pair of breasts that were bigger from arouse.“I missed you so much,” ken said in one breath and squatted to her thick, I-need-it thighs.“I miss –“ she couldn’t complete those words, “Oh damn,” she moaned, hissing and gnashing her teeth, “o –oops,” she moaned yet further wriggling her body on the wall and pushing his head harder into her clitoris.Ken busied his lips with the gentle stroke of cunnilingus . He freed his mouth from between her legs and pulled up to her, gasping into her face.“Why did you stop?” she queried, struggling to catch her bre
The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 64
In few days a warden approached Mr. Fanny’s cubicle and called, “Fanny!” and when he answered the prison warden waved him over, “You are needed!” The warden said and opened his bars.Soon Mr. Fanny was staring at a red-haired, skinny, busty, white Mexican escort, who was well seated on the bed with her pale tiny legs crossed, rarely covering hot slender thighs that were unavoidable. When Mr Fanny entered the private room, he paused at the door leaned his body on the door and gazed thoughtfully at the whore the American blonde brought for his sexual pleasure. He studied the dashing lady as she dimmed her yes at him, smacked her lips lustfully, slid out a cigar from her bag, lit and blew a cloud of smoke at him.“Do I need to tell you no smoking in jail?” said Mr. Fanny staring at her with less interest.“I am not a prisoner.” She smoked on and added, “I am a client.” She blew a gorgeous cloud of smoke, stood up furiously and stated undressing.“Heh, hold on, hold on,” Mr. Fanny pled. “
The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 65
Ciara was yet to understand the force behind her coming to Oliver’s house- Oliver had phoned her and sent her a message about a crucial matter he needed to disclose to her, and after countless restless thought, she decided to pay him a visit after their last session at love clinic on a cool evening. Eva had wanted to join her but she turned her down and when she wouldn’t give up on her demand, Ciara played a trick on her and disappeared without her knowledge. A lot had changed in Oliver’s house; Ciara observed as she stood at the door, combing around with her stares, her eyes rolling from one nude picture of models on the wall to another. The paintings and silhouette artistry of naked women left her with no conviction that Oliver was the mastermind behind her leaked nude videos. At once, upon beholding those pictures, she pitied and regretted coming to his house and as she turned to leave, a voice startled her.“And where are you off to?”That was Oliver’s voice; he had a flute which
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Despite being faced with a bad boy as Oliver, Ciara was heady to do his bidding. She breathed hard as a mountain climber ascending the steep hill and by any slightest chance that her eyes got she would look for escape. Her entire body was already to the wall and that alone hampered her from taking any action.“Ok you wouldn’t obey me, right,” Oliver uttered in grief, grinned hugely, and stretched his hand to his jean. With a single pull from his pocket, his hand came out with a jack knife belt, as he armed himself to lash at her.“You have no right to use that on me. I don’t belong to you anymore and it is my choice to make not yours. If you dare lay your filthy hand on me consider yourself a dead man,” she shrieked pointing her finger at him. “I am already a dead man, oh yes I am, Ciara,” he roared, “You think I am a weakling for letting you fall for that gold-digger of your lover called Brian,” he roared, surging closer in calculative step. “I own you. I alone can decide your fat
The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 67
Eva lurked at the edge of the wall, the base ball bat handy as she peeped cautiously following the trail of the shrieking voice. The shriek sounded from somewhere closely. She was in the sitting room now and everywhere was calm and devoid of a single soul.The shrieking voice sounded this time accompanied with, “Oh damn.”Eva followed the noise and traced it to her mother’s room. Interestingly, she came at the door, placed her ears on the door before peeping through the mahogany hole to behold her mother astride a macho heavily tattooed; short-haired, toy boy in bed:“Promise you will love me forever,” she demanded, stooping to her companion and planting a kiss on his dare-it lips.The man grabbed her waist firmly, “I promise to give you all. When you are down I will be down and when you need a shoulder to lean, I won’t be found wanting,” he mumbled and squeezed her naked , beefy buttocks , his fingers, escaping and stroking across her black lingerie which divided her buttocks cheek
The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 68
Winter was heavy in the air with wisp cold wind that easily wet his ears and looking out to prison inmates playing basketball at the court amidst innumerable murmuring.Mr. Fanny could see the day was white out and could remain thus in the days to come; regrettably his night would be featured with fantasies about his wife; her mind-pumping gorgeous body that commanded lasting erections to his penis whenever he earned the chance to behold her full nakedness. In those days that Mr. Fanny was denied opportunity to bathe with her, he would stay back in the room, lay still in the bed, and await his momentary naked wife to dash out from the bathroom, lustfully looking attractive like mermaid that lost her way. Smart and calculative, Mrs. Fanny would disappoint her beholder by stepping out of the bathroom with a towel tied across her bust, and in few of such drama, when Mr. Fanny lacked the audacity to solicit for her nakedness, she only gave him the opportunity to steal a stare at her hea
The Maimic Drillionaire Chapter 69
About biting a kiss, the buzzer went furiously and they snapped, breathed hard, shyly looked away as they withdrew to themselves the way children would do when caught in acts of doing wrong.“We will keep meeting.” She assured him, squeezing his arms hungrily and wrapping up to leave.Mr. Fanny only stared and was dumbfounded, wishing to go after her, pin her to the wall and scrub his tongue all over her sweet suckling body and also not trying it all, possibly still holding it down for his wife, and believing someday the next visitor he would play a host to would be the formidable Mrs. Fanny.“I hope you are still with my G-string,” she reminded him jocularly about advancing to the door, she unleashed one lasting endearing, lustful stare into his face. He kept still longing to urge her not to go; as though his breath had been preyed upon by her. Joyfully, he was feeling loved again; feeling accepted and honored by a stranger; a total stranger that belonged to the street.The door slam
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