“Oh Bro. Ken may God forgive you” she panted after the second round. I
smiled happily, buried my head between her two robust bosoms and
breathed heavily.
I was so damn satisfied and exhausted. Not only was she hot and well
built, she equally was a tiger on bed, receiving all my thrusts like a
porn star, which gave me great access to swim freely.
I was soon ready for another round, I bit her tits softly, wore my last
rubber, and dangled my joystick before her.
“nemesis” she exclaimed, sat up and pulled back with a smile, “don’t
tell me you are scared of the devil huh?” I asked, grabbed her two legs
and stopped her from moving backwards. She silently shrugged.
I pounced on her, kissed her for some minutes {before setting her in a
doggie position}, buried my joystick and knacked away furiously, my
balls slapping her ass like a school band.
I rode through river Jordan to river Niger, moving my waist very fast as
if I was in a hurry.

She sang, screamed, and moaned as I dug in and out
with joyful abandon.
She soon fell on her stomach when her knees couldn’t withstand the
pressure, giving me great opportunity to grab her two milk factories,
which I pumped and fondled as I knacked away with great abandon.
Finally after about twenty minutes of hard knacking, I released my seeds
once again, collapsed on her, breathing heavily like a farmer who fell
off a palm tree. “broken, you are a devil” I heard her murmur softly. I
smiled, pulled out from her in order to remove the used rubber. But I
gasped when I saw it was broken. Mary turned and stared at me that
moment, noticed my coloured face, looked down at my joystick and
immediately sat up with a changed expression.
I breathed deeply as she stared into her wet kitty, which showed a
little amount of watery sperm. “I have to go take a shower” she said
with a controlled smile without any atom of fear nor alarm on her face.

shrugged, nodded and pointed to the bathroom, which she calmly went to.
She however complained of waist pain, after freshening up, claiming it
was hurting her very much, thereby forcing me to insist she spend the
night with me, without knowing it was all part of her cunny schemes. We
had a quiet dinner hours later, before sleeping off our exhaustion, but
by 2am the following morning. I woke up to see her sucking hungrily on
my joystick, I stared at her with surprise and wonder, extremely alarmed
to see what she was doing to me by that hour. Yea I do love sex with
all my heart, but something in her got me very scared. “Sister Mary” I
murmured her name cautiously.
“Ouch what are you doing?” I asked,
“sssh quiet” She replied with a naughty smile, and continued sucking my
dick hungrily as if her life depended on it. Slowly arousing me once
again. My heart beat increased, my eyes dilated with excitement, but
suddenly I held her head still, forcing her to stare at me
“Please stop” I begged,
“But why?” She asked curiously.

“I used my last rubber yesterday, I don’t have any left” I explained
nervously. She scoffed and hissed.
“mtcheew is that the reason you are panicking like a kid?, relax jor,
I’m no little girl, I can take care of myself” she assured me with a
naughty smile. I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, the temptation was
so strong, my body weak and willing. I had no choice than to accept her
pledge and yield.
Without another word she pulled up her waist, lowered her hot inviting
kitty over my naughty joystick and rode me slowly. Her huge ass was all
mine as i fondled and caressed with pleasure, licking my lips like a
nursery school pupil. Her ass was nothing but a bag of temptation. The
shape and softness could make a pastor cast devil unto himself.
With two hands on my chest she drew up her waist midway, lowered it
slowly and drew it up again, this she did rhythmically sending my brain
crashing with great pleasure. I soon began quoting songs of Solomon like
a prophet.
“damn I was on fire as I enjoyed the early morning holanda milk, turning
my head to and fro like a hungry giraffe.

She soon lowered her chest,
sending her left giant bosom into my open mouth. I sucked the tit
hungrily, my mouth making annoying sounds as she fed me like a child. My
joystick fired on, so was her punny which sprayed kitty juice all over
my groin, singing yippee! Yippee yippee!, as it brushed my stick. Within
six minutes, I released hot seed into her with great force. She collapsed on me, while I breathed heavily.
Later in my morning when my eyes cleared, I regretted all I did, but
Mary wasn’t in any way bothered.

She really was full of excitement, did
all my laundry and even cooked for me before leaving, surprising me
further with her behaviour, which instead of making me pleased with her,
got me more suspicious and worried. But my greatest surprise however
came on Sunday {church service}, when she climbed the pulpit during
testimony time to give her own testimony. According to her, “God has
answered her prayers of two years in a big way”, “Don’t ever give up or
be dismayed, it might take time, but God won’t abandon you” she advised
the congregation. I was stunned.
There is nothing as painful as being beaten, pinned or caught in your
own game. I couldn’t believe my new prey would be bold enough to
announce our outrageous affair to the congregation.
Of course she never mentioned my name, but it wasn’t enough to prevent
most of the female church members from throwing unguarded stares at me
as if they all knew about us. The rest of the congregation simply
followed her eyes which were well fixed on me as she talked, clapping
and nodding in approval to all she said.
“I came to this church hopeless, helpless and lost. But the Lord wiped
away my tears, dragged me up and consoled me with a perfect gift. A real
man. I won’t mention his name for now, because our Daddy, our great
pastor is yet to sanction our union, which hopefully he will do today.

This is God’s church. My dear sisters your time of happiness is at hand.
Never cease praying” she happily poured out. Ending her speech with a
very touching song which lit the whole church aflame with cries and
prayers. They were all happy for her.
I knew I had to leave the church for good before I become the biblical
Saul who was converted on his way to commit more crime against Christians.

I truly wasn’t ready to turn a new leaf. Supposing I were,
the big mouthed Mary wouldn’t even fall in my 40th choice.
At the end of church service. I quickly ran out of the church premises
with Jboy {my accomplice}.
“o boy, e be like your hook caught wrong fish ooo” he asked seriously as
we rushed to my car.
“my guy e worst than you think. Na d fish swallow me and the hook” I
murmured, shaking my head and breathing deeply. “don’t worry I have a
plan” he assured me, stopping and facing me with a serious look. But
before he could say another word, one of the church ushers rushed up to
“excuse me sir. Our pastor is waiting for you at his office. Sister Mary
is there already” he announced seriously.



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