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THE GOOD PEOPLE OF KUBWA

CHAPTER 1: Douglas and Sons Supermarket Sharon bent for Douglas as the entrance to his supermarket, causing her already big buttocks to protrude further. Sharon pulled down her pant as Douglas pulled down his boxer and trouser. ‘Ehen this is proper Manhood, see how it feels,’ Sharon said, ‘so thick, so warm, so long, let me suck it small.’, Sharon continued before bending to swallow Douglas’s Manhood, Douglas rubbed Sharon’s low-cut hair head as she gave him head. Douglas groaned. ‘Ah Douglas you have to release in my mouth, there’s no time to get a condom, plus I don’t think any can fit your size anyway.’ Sharon says as she furiously strokes the man’s Manhood. Douglas spins Sharon violently causing her big buttocks to stare at Douglas ‘Ah it is a taboo for a married woman to bear another man’s child in her husband’s house, but I can always abort if you want or I can keep it if you want.’ Sharon says in a soft tone as she gasps for air as Douglas’s Manhood pushes against he...
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LET'S K.I.S.S (KEEP IT SHORT & SIMPLE) - CHAPTER 1

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‘My dear, sorry about what happened all these…’ a sympathizer came to say to the woman who husband was resting on the chair opposite hers, in the parlor. Nneka kept quiet and shook her head as tears filled her eyes as she rubbed her bulging stomach ‘Just when we got what we were looking for!’ Nneka cried as she was comforted glad that her husband wasn’t killed but shocked by how close it was to him losing his life. Emeka was a traditionalist but followed his wife’s lead in the matter of getting a child, not a caring husband but to cover his own plans to sort out his childlessness. His people had suggested getting a second wife, but the man insisted on first ensuring that his seed was planted in any potential candidates. And despite sleeping with various women during his visits to the village, none ever got pregnant. He was on the phone that fateful day, speaking in his native dialect to his friend ‘I have told you, I have to be sure she’s fertile before someone brings their pregn...
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CHAPTER 1B: FATES OF FORTUNE - THE CONCLUSION.

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Samson had made his choice. ‘Yes my dear, we will be going for the holidays at Albert’s place,’ Samson told his surprised wife, ‘don’t worry, their kids are on holiday and Mercy your friend from way back, will be around’ Samson assured the woman. When Mercy saw Agnes after a long time, it was a mix of joy and concern. Glad that her sister from Creek Town was around for to relay all the gossips in their native dialect, and concern that the woman who had come visiting was as endowed than her, Agnes’s buttocks filled the chair she was sitting on and the cushion went down as she sat on it! Switching to her native dialect, she welcomed Agnes with a hug ‘Ah! They have started! I just knew they would speak the native tongue,’ Albert said, to which Samson replied ‘please don’t forget to put subtitles.’ Reminding the women that the men couldn’t understand the language. The couples laughed. Mercy requested Agnes’s presence in the kitchen. ‘Long time!’ Agnes said, as Mercy opened th...
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CHAPTER 1A: FATES OF FORTUNE.

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The two friends sat around the jugs of palm wine. ‘Albert, please help me out, I am tired of the kind of life I am living,’ Samson said, his eyes showing his desperation, ‘my wife’s aunt, her husband is asking that she come and work in his company in the city.’ Samson continued. ‘Ah, no O.’ Albert replied, shaking his head ‘no offense my good friend, but with what your madam is carrying, it won’t be long before big men look her way, that’s if her aunt’s husband does not already have his eyes on her already.’ Albert said sharing his concerns not out of any altruism but because he wished to use his wealth to seduce the large breasted woman. ‘Hmm,’ Samson nodded his head in agreement, Albert was right, ‘she’s not eager to go, but she says if something does not come up soon, she may have to accept the offer.’ Samson said finishing his drink – shaking off the image of the older man feasting on his wife’s tits. ‘My good friend, I wish I could give you a magical potion that would solv...
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INTRODUCING THE TALES BY MOAN-LIGHT SERIES.

I HAVE BEEN GONE FOR FAR TOO LONG. 😷😷😷 I AM BACK AND HOPEFULLY BETTER. 😎😎😎 COME 😉😉😉 ALONG FOR THE RIDE. LOOOOL. ✌✌✌
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PETER, PAUL AND PASCAL: PART II

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They had expected some resistance but the woman slowly laid on her back as Paul parted her thick thighs, pulling down her pant exposing her clean shaved privates – Peter allowed Paul to have the first go this time as he watched his brother climb in-between the woman’s thighs and begin to lick her face as he fixed his cock’s head into her vaginal opening and pushed it in. Just then someone opened the door and walked in. “Imani,” the female voice said in a foreign accent that was distinctly British, “where is my meal, you husband-snatcher n!gger…” Peter turned to see a white woman whose cleavage was popping. “Sorry if I am interrupting, but Imani I am…” the white woman was suddenly cut short by Peter’s sudden charge catching her off-guard. Paul was by now deep inside Imani fucking her lustfully when he saw his brother “tidying” a white woman “Peter, damn it! After you! A white woman!” Paul shouted as he continued thrusting Imani’s pussy. “Fuck you’re really tight.” Peter comm...
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PETER, PAUL AND PASCAL: PART I

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Three brothers. It’s understandable when one steals to feed. What is not excusable is when that becomes a way of life. Even much odious is when an innocent party is coerced into such a life. Peter and Paul had monitored the house “Guy, no one lives there except one caretaker.” Peter said. Paul was shocked “For real? The person has mind O. I no go even fit live there all alone.” Noting that the house was the only one in the area, a bit afar of from the others in the neighborhood. “Bro. Paul you dey fear.” The third occupant said from the backseat, which earned him a knock on his head by an angry Paul. “I am not your mate, okay?” Paul said, Peter chastised him for assaulting Pascal their younger brother. Pascal apologized. Some minutes to midnight, they struck. Peter skillfully entered the kitchen by breaking the glass frame with a piece of rock while Paul and Pascal waited outside, Pascal was trained as the get-away driver and the lookout. Pascal as an observant lo...
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