Amaka the Leabian 2 episode 70 – finale
Amaka the l-sbian
Season 2
Episode 70
Finale
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He gave me the strange and best s_ck of my life. I could not hold it but shout out loud. I didn’t know when he disappeared again, I thought he would return with his c_ck back in,side me, I couldn’t help but rubbed my G-point, preparing for his return.
“Amaka!!!! What the hell is going on here?” A voice demanded.
I got confused hearing the voice, but decided to ignore because I was no more on this planet. I felt a slap on my tight, “are you mad? ” the voice asked again. It was now I knew something bad has visited my door. I w¡dened my eyes and saw my aunty flashing torch at me. “What is actually happening here? She asked. I looked round and could not see my uncle anymore. “Gush!” Me too was confused, could all this have been dream, I don’t quite understand. “What exactly are you looking for? She asked me as she pointed the torch round the room if anyone was there with me, but to my greatest surprise, my uncle trace could not be found. I wondered if he has turned to a ghost. “Hello lady! You still don’t give me response, what are you doing here and have you forgotten this is my house, oh! Now, you have the audacity, unclad in my sitting room, touching yourself with such an exoteric mo-n when you know my husband is around. Now I get you, I think you have done with me so it is turn to lay hold on my husband.” She never stopped her long narration, I could not even say a word but nodded in disagreement. She continued, “everything we had in my room not quite long was actually not enough for you, the next thing you need is my husband’s d_ck. Please get up from here and back to your room before I open my eyes. I quietly stood up, packed my clothes and walked away embarrassingly to my room.
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The following morning was the day of the devil. I woke up, the atmosphere of the house was unpleasant. Everyone minded their personal life. It wasn’t like the abode I once lived. I began to wonder even my little just arrived siblings noticed but could not ask because of unfriendly moods. Both my uncle and aunty were walking round the house like cat and rat. I then went to my room packing my things, thinking my stay is already over. My sister asked why I’m packing but could not give her a response. I was nearly done packing when I heard an angry voice calling my name from downstairs. O! It finally happened I told my self. I quickly ran to answer the call, there I saw the wh0le family – sister Margaret with her husband, aunty with uncle. They all sat down round, their eyes were like fire. I didn’t know how to greet. “I… Good… I’m sor…” I stammered. I tried to compose myself but the load in my heart was too much.
“What happened yesterday, can you come here and explain?” A male voice asked. Before I could turn to see who asked and merge my words for reasonable response, A dirty slap landed on my face. Geez! It was my aunty. They never allowed me say a thing, she came back to give me another one, uncle rose in my defense. “You see, he still want to f_ck this useless for nothing girl” she alarmed. While our junior pastor told her to take it easy. Sister Margaret too after hearing her husband, flare up in anger. Roaring like a lion. They all poured out their minds. Each person facing their husbands. It was then I knew my uncle heard my aunty last night how we f_cked and sister Margaret too has told them about our junior pastor and I.
After they all had a long quarrels, they finalised what to do about me. But before that, I have already returned to my room, packed my things and got my siblings ready to set out. They all came and told us to leave the house with immediate effect. I began a sermon before I left the house. I preached to sister Margaret to always keep to her husband and use her experiences with me because her S.U only tears her marriage apart on bed. “It will be better you f_ck, s_ck and rom-nce your husband as you always do than sleep like a dead during your inner fellowsh¡p” I said. I also advised my aunty too and left the house.
So right now, the only question in my mind was “what will I be doing in my new apartment, like source of income?” Part of me thought to use the money I got to start a business while in the second thought, to go out with my much experiences, use my body to earn by sleeping and f_cking both male and female that come my way. My question is WHO IS READY TO F_CK ME?
Well, I cannot still express how joyous, and excited I am as I finally free with my Long suffering plans to set, bring and unite my family after demise of our parents. New house, new life, new things.
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The End.
Thanks to everyone for your patience, till the end of this story. And to the unknown writer who started the story, a big thank.
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