THERE'S A STORM BY PRINCE JOE

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THERE'S A STORM
EPISODE FOUR

Suddenly, the atmosphere recieved a slap from the four pieces of cloud that shattered above its head. Grumbling like a rain about to drop instead it was another heavy storm that strikes--each people gathered immediately got lost by jumping over one another in other to escape the sudden storm. But unfortunately, the storm affected 23 people in a blink of an eye by destroying the beauty of their bodies but not dead. The wind also affected some roof that got removed into scraps of no used. Few houses collapsed while some was half eaten up.

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The villagers locked themselves in-door. But to those affected were in sorrowful anthem with every steps of the destructive wind. Binta escaped to an incompleted building at the other side of the--village. Breathing heavily and sweating profusely like a dog that escaped a gunshot. She couldn't even remember to hold her slippers; everything flew towards unknown different directions. All she needed by that time was like buring her life inside her mouth and run for her life to every corner she found--safe. Lora too wasn't balanced as she was at Fred' house---the brother to Binta. But immediately Fred sighted the brief speed of lora inside his house; he became bewildered and shooked if nothing had happened. But he couldn't talk at that moment as he swifted to his bag and threw lora some clothes to cover her body due to her wetness and sudden shivering that may cause another strange thing.

"Lora. What really happened to you?"

"Nothing actually, but don't you sense that the stupid storm have commence again?"

"What! Really?  I never sense it, like I just slept off".

"Ohh! I don't even know where your sister could be now!"

"What!  You mean the stupid storm have taken her?"

"Noo! I never say such. I was just predicting if it's not true or not"

"Ahhhh!  Am in trouble!"

Fred stood up gallantly like a  warrior that's about to emerge on a battle. Lora stood up instantly as she sighted his intension to go and comb for her lost sister.

"And where do you think you're going"

"Ahh!  I don't expect that kind of question, but anyways, am going in search of my lost sister. If dead or not, I want to know. I must know!"

"You're stupid! Do you think the storm won't harm you or what?" Lora added, harshly.

"I see. Don't tell me anything, you're going or not? let me know!" Fred declared.

"It seems the voice of the storm have affected your skull or brain sef. How could you stick so low to go now, do you want to die?" Lora fired out her temper.

"Oooh! I don't mind, just let me go. Let me go!" Fred declared fastly.

Fred made a move about going in search of his sister but lora dragged him back and they both collapsed on each other on the bed. Looking eye to eye as fred placed his hand on lora' breast, massaging her with the affectionate love of lustful thought. Lora was lost in no direction with the massage of softly hands that Fred used on her. After few minutes, Fred pulled off his clothes and lora own too; while they both started the real journey in a jiffy. Fred inserted his long dick into lora' vagina, smoothly smooching her while a silent voice droping beneath him from lora due to the way he was jacking her with no patient on the bed. They both felt the sweetness of it. But no one was around to depart them. Lora was breathing heavily underneath Fred while the voice springs out into tears. Lora begged for a stop but Fred was already lost as he continue jacking her till fullest. Lora couldn't take it no more as she pulled out Fred' dick and pushed him towards the wall. Fred hit the wall effectively as blood gushes out from his head instantly---


To be continued.....

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