It seemed different she had never heard him like this; it seemed agitated. A princess of our most hated nemesis; the arrogant western media.”
The African drums thundered through the high ceiling hall as two lines of dignitaries parted and she entered. She didn’t know why but the general needed to fly back North that very night and he had no intentions of missing out on his wedding night. The general was distracted looking down the table. He could see her clit red and fiery the black hands of small men pressing it between thumbs making it harden still
“Oh heavens ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She thrust her mound up to meet them the kneeling pygmy’s mouth now trailing spittle and her love juices. He lit a cigar reclining back on his seat looking at his new wife. “Father don’t leave me!”
The chopper was lifting and Mobana never looked out to see his daughter fall. For a moment he was confused.
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