Chapter 39 – A Turning Point in Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll by FearGod Prince
In this chapter of Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll, FearGod Prince introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 39 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Internet genre.
she said her name was annie, that she was in the school of business. She was one of the most beautiful girls I've come across on campus and I felt I stood no chance with her so i decided to take things slow. We kept on seeing each other every sunday but we never got beyond being mere acquaintance and only exchanged greetings. I was desperate to move to the next level but don't know how to.
Then something happened that brought us closer. It was in the middle of the hammattan season. Second semester exams were fast approaching and students were reading like hell, trying to catch up on their books. Students read in classes late in the night and even slept in the classes not minding the cold.
One night, I was busy with my books as usual when I felt someone tap me on the back. I looked behind me
and saw myself looking at Annie.
"Hello, remember me?" she smiled at me. What, I thought in my mind. There
was no way I couldn't remember her. Hell, I've been dreaming about her. She came and sat beside me.
There was a science course we used to take together with business students. It was an elective for them and many of them found it difficult although we science students found it easier. She said that was an opportunity for her as she had been looking for somebody to take her through the course. I was happy, finally an opportunity to take things to the next level. We started reading together everynight in the class. she would cal me in the evening before going to class and I would go and join her in the class.
One night, we were reading together in the class when I realized she was feeling uncomfortable.
" I want to stroll, can you accompany me? she asked.
We kept kissing for several minutes as she continue snuggling closer. She drew her hand and started caressing my chest. She moved it to my face and kept touching me all over. moment later, she slipped her hand through my shirt and started stroking my bare chest.
My dick was already stiff, ready to spring into action. My jeans was bulging and pushing on her. She felt it on her side, shifted a little and looked into my eyes smiling. I managed to break free of her Mouth. I was eager to start using my mouth elsewhere. I pulled her up so that she was sitting partly on my laps and her bosom was in the full glare of my face.
She must have known what I had in mind because she quickly removed her cardigan, leaving the strapless top she was wearing underneath. I slipped my hand through her top, then to her back and unhooked her bra, using my other hand to support her. I roamed my hands over the twin oranges. They were not big but they were not small either. I squeezed the unmentionables for a while, then started flicking my fingers over her nipples.
I was desperate to bleep her but I was patient, Throughout my life, I had never been in a hurry. I wanted to enjoy every moment and wanted to give her plaesure too. She started giving a low, pleasurable moan which I really liked. Then she crushed her lips on my mouth and we started kissing again. Once more, I broke the kiss and started planting soft kisses all over her face. she was smiling, making giggling sounds, enjoying it. Then I ifted her top to expose her unmentionables. i couldn't see them cos it was very dark.
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