CHAPTER 49
"I really missed it baby" she had said as she looked at him getting dressed in preparation for departure.
"I would have wanted to fuck on and on but I got serious errands to attend to honey" he had said as he slapped her with a tender kiss.
"At least the round was big, I feel way relieved but I would have preferred you for the whole night" she continued as she picked her purple silky G-String from the headboard.
"I may dash back any time, who knows," he said as he vacated their exquisite Centurion mansion
The time had struck 5 bells at twilight and he needed to make it back to the hotel before 7 o'clock where not only his dick was needed but also his resourceful erranding. There was a lot to be done and he knew that all that fell on him. He really enjoyed that pressure as it also came with manipulation of figures which gave him a great advantage in terms of ghost markups. As much as he had gone for a good 25 minutes fucking Anable, he needed to also give the sexually bombastic Brenda a bite of his cock cherry.
"I'm on my way right now, what should I grab for you honey?" he had said as they conversed over a voice call.
Anable could not believe that she was bound to run a multi-million-dollar porn business in Pretoria West. As much as she had been skeptical of the Nigerian dealer's sexual innuendos, especially after the pussy rapture, she then profoundly relished his presence in her life like never before. She could not wait for that to happen as she looked at it closely and video-viewed the features of the listed property she was set to view physically the next day. What an amazing setting for the envisaged dirty business configurations that property was. The property was clearly not as big as their Centurion blockbuster, but the flat roof home was in a class of its own. It boasted 6 bedrooms which were all spacious, let alone equipped with some fitted wardrobes with adjoined bathrooms in each and every one of them making it ideal for concurrent shower sex scenes. Its living room was big enough to be converted into a bar and that made her feel so upbeat. If there was something that made the home an instant pick, then it was its 3-meter drywall that kept all eavesdroppers and inquisitive eyes at bay. The fact that it was right in the far-end corner of a close ticked her security and privacy expectations.
"This is unbelievably what I need" she nodded her head in gratification.
She could not have thanked his Nigerian connect further but she was also quick not to forget how her imminent rise to mega riches had come into being. It would be inane and irresponsible of her to forget the man who held her down when Sam was dancing to the tune of pressure his wife played in the sorry aftermath of her parents' untimely death. As much as she had been dishonesty under his nose, she still bestowed unequivocal reverence to him for not only giving her an opportunity to move on with life in a very big way. As much as she was not downtrodden, she really needed a socioeconomic boost and he had provided that on very soft terms considering how he had to dig deep to make her feel at ease.
"Trey is just like my father" she went on a monologue of exaltation as she looked at his bold image that hung on the mirror in the living room.
She was then a millionaire out of the blues something she had not dreamt of in the short term and she owed it to him as much as she owed it to her truant pussy and indulgent bravery. As she looked at his image in admiration, she could not help but remember his utterance that he might dash back at any time and that took her back to those two occasions on which she had allowed her Dutch courage to take her to Pretoria guest lodge in his absence and what a close call both occasions had turned out to be. It was never going to be easy for her to find a man who loved and trusted her like Trey. The billionaire young man had never been as jealous as most people of his age got and that had allowed her to undertake errands under her nose but pushing luck far was something that she had to think twice about.
"I must be more careful," she said to herself.
Talk of Trey, the calculated pussy nomad was busy giving Brenda her pussy food. He had used Anable as his alibi and she had absolutely no reason to query his lifesaver's true lie. As she undressed in the course of their electric romance, he was astounded to realize that she also put on a purple G-string and she liked the manner in which it projected her fat pussy beautifully from where he stood.
"You're killing me softly Brenda," he said as he salivated at her maddening fat ass when she turned around.
He could not help but grab her by the waist, and pulled her inviting ass to his loins, before pushing her to the bed mattress on her stomach. In an act of impatience, he ran his tongue around the back of her neck transcending the cozy action to her earlobes.
"I can't hold it, baby," he said as turned her around.
Uncontrollably, he hastily pushed his daring and trembling lock penis into her vagina through the side of the purple G-string and all that could be heard was sex music as the two lovebirds who had connected with astounding chemistry got it going on.
"I can feel your dick deep by my uterus Trey" she could not hide the feeling engendered.
He hammered her fat pussy as if he had been given that chance for the very first time. With his lips on hers, hands providing a pivot, Benda was in for a vigorous ride and she liked the fast pace that came with it as she moved her loin up and down in a trailblazing fashion.