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she wasnt satisfied with the way i was positioned so she propped me up with a pillow.

she began to ride me gently and slowly. as she rode, i put my hands on her yansh, spreading the yansh cheeks so that the penetration was sweeter.

Forking hadnt been so wonderful my whole life. Immediately i spread her yansh,
she let out a soft m0an and kissed me deeply.

She was begining to feel the kini. she disengaged from the kiss and pushed her
head back, flipping her hair over in the process.

She had a serious look on her face now like she was concentrating and about to come. I put one n1pplE in my mouth and sq££zed her
yansh with the other one. removed my hand from her yansh and put in on her brEa$T. She was riding me faster now. “ohhhhhh
ohh ohh” she stamerred. I also tried to help my moving my hips too but she put her hand on my waist telling me to stop moving.

She pinned my hands to the wall behind the bed and began to rock me hard. She wasnt banging me, just moving to and fro.

“Oh, gawd, iii-i-i-i-ts be-a-u-ti-fyl” she stamerred.

“i l-oo-vvv-ee u kel”
I was coming too but i tried to surpress it. she began rocking me harder now, presing my hands to the wall it began to hurt.

I was comingtoo and i could not help it
“yes, yes, yes, oh gawd, yes. ahhhhhhhhh” she came kissing me all over. my nipplees, my face my cheek. i had Pour too and it felt
wonderful. she lay on top me, breathing heavily, herhead on my chest. i tried to remove my J0yst!ck but she whispered,
“leave it in”
We slept off in that positon and i woke up 2 hours later to the smell of fried rice and coffee beside me. She had freshened up
and was wearing only my tshirt and nothing else. I got a hardon immediately.

“hey mister, tell your friend its not time to get up yet” she joked.

she gave my D1Ck a litlle kiss and we ate breakfast.

Remembering it all, it was so beautiful.

This is Sapphire’s episode:
It was 22nd December. A bright Thursday morning and I had no idea how i was gonna celebrate my birthday the next day. I was
expecting the usual bb msgs, and facebook shout outs.

My friends had already planned that we would go clubbing, but hey,
it was a friday and clubbing seemed a normal friday thing.

I was lost in thought, thinking about how I wanted to make my birthday memorable when i got a text on my phone.

Iopened it and it read thus:
“Hello Kevin, sup? I just got into town and I know that tomorrow is your birthday.

I was thinking if you could come to Protea Ikoyi,
on Awolowo Road straight from work. Thats where I am.

You are not leaving till Sunday so pack a few casual wears. S.S muah”

The signature at the end of that text was unmistakable.

It belonged to only one person in the world, Sapphire Smith Ogechi.

But she preferred beind addressed as S.S. We had lost contact for over 4 months when she went for her Masters Programme in
the UK, but now she was back. My heart began a flurry of somersaults and I was unusally happy.

Immediately, I remembered our only encounter together and I think you deserve to know what happened.

On this blessed Monday . . .