' Praise the Almighty.’ The older woman said as she sighed. The older and younger woman had just returned from the market where they had gone to shop for items, for the forthcoming trip to the US. Alhaji Musa entered the parlor and looked disappointedly at his young wife of five years ‘welcome back.’ He said respectfully to his mother-in-law and headed to the back of the mansion for a brief meeting with a lanky looking fellow. ‘On Saturday, next week, you and your boys will go to the polls…you know what to do.’ The Alhaji said to Usman, the head of Alhaji’s thugs ‘Yes Alhaji, we will do it perfectly.’ Usman said reassuring his political godfather. Alhaji Musa was about to return into the mansion when he recalled that he had a gift for his boy ‘I have something for you and the boys in the maids’ room, make sure she doesn’t shout when you are enjoying yourselves, you hear!’ the Alhaji said to Usman, who smiled and nodded his head, thanking the man for the “gift”. ‘Don’t fo...
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...
‘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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