My Daughter My Wife Episode 32

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🧔 My Daughter My Wife Episode Thirty Two: 👫
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✨ Final Episode ✨
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Sola was looking too shy and anxious for my understanding. We’ve been together for so long, and in all the times we got intimate, she had been as fierce as she could be.

I wondered why she was looking so worried, almost as if she was afraid of me. “Could she be detèsting me because of my past relationships?” I wondered.

“Are you okay my love?” I asked her as I sat besides her on the bed.

“Of course, I’m good. Just a little apprehensive” she told me.

“Umm, mind telling me why you’re apprehensive? Is there something wrong?” I asked, afraid that something could be wrong with her body.

“Is it possible that something is wrong with her body, and she chose to keep it from me?” I thought.

She told me she needed to use the bathroom and rushed into the bathroom, leaving me more confused and worried.

“I don’t know why she’s apprehensive, but whatever it is, if it is something serious, I’m sure she’d have told me” I reassured myself.

When she got out of the bathroom, Sola walked up to me on the bed and squatted besides me.

“My love, I’m afraid. What if you don’t like what you’ll see? You’ve had a very active sexuàl partner, and I do not have any experience at all.

“What if my inexperience puts you off? What if after tonight, you don’t want me again?” she asked, tears flowing down her beautiful face.

My heart nearly shattered into a thousand places as I looked at her worry herself because of my past marriage, when in fact I should be the one worried that she could judge me because of it.

I stood up, helped her to her feet and made her stand besides me, then wrapped my arms around her assuringly.

“My love, in the past, I felt all that mattered between a man and a woman was his ability to provide her material needs and give her the basic care, but my first marriage failed partly because I didn’t see the need to take care of my wife’s sexuàl needs.

“You know that when I began what I had with Madonna, it was built on a premise of lûst and desires only.

“I didn’t care about other factors that should have been considered, and there’s no gainsaying that it was a total mess too, a collosal shàme.

“Then I met you my love, and I began to see marriage and love from a whole new perspective.

“I’ve got a dìrty past baby, but some senses came out of the nōnsense, and one of them as it applies to us is that we both can work on our sexuàl needs and desires, making each other know what we want and how we want it.

“And believe me baby, we’ll be everything a couple should be, because we already have the major things covered

“Our love will stand the test of time because it isn’t built on lûst or frivolities, but on true love and friendship

“And you my dear, will always be my woman, because after tonight, our souls will be bound by this spiritual soul binding exercise” I told her, and began to kiss her ever inviting lips.

“I love you Andy” she told me, encircling my neck with her slender arms.

Our kiss continued to deepen, and before long, we were rolling on the bed, both of us trying to out do the other, as we expressed our hearts with a kiss so sincere and expressive.

When I started helping her out of her clothes, it appeared Sola didn’t know or didn’t care, because she was still lost in the kiss, letting her tongue trace all parts of my mouth, as if she was on a mission to see the places she’d never seen before.

Our bodies remained entangled, our mouths fused and our hearts linked as I continued to caress her smooth and immaculate body.

Sola kept shivering as I touched her in places I’ve never dared to reach while we dated.

Her sacred sisters felt so good to touch. Not only were they sînfully succulent, they were so full and firm.

I made my mouth leave hers and set out to seek other parts to nibble.

She grabbed my head involuntarily as my mouth covered the peak of one of the succulent sisters.

I gave it a little nibble before I began to suckle it, and got Sola möaning so helplessly .

My tongue continued to tease her, making her squirm really bãdly on the bed, begging me to take her.

I was already too hard to remain in my trousers, so I quickly jumped off it, and tossed my briefs aside with the speed greater than an athlete on a pitch.

Sola pupped my head back to where it had been, and I decided to make her get more excited.

I pushed her twin sisters together, and got the peaks, both inside my mouth, suckling like a hungry baby.

Then she began to screàm my name. I could swear that everyone on board that ship heard my wife as she screàmed in pleasure.

She was making me go crãzy with the way she was reacting to my touch, and I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer when she began to massage my propagator from her sleeping position.

I placed myself firmly between her thighs and made to enter her, only to discover that she was as intact as she had been created.

“Goddamit! This girl is still at home?” I thought in a split of second, and nearly shed tears.

“No wonder she was so afraid earlier” I thought and began to kiss her again.

I knew what needed to be down to make a first time less painful, so I had to keep stimulating her, ensuring she got adequately turned on and naturally lubricated before I made my move again.

My discovery made our forèplay last for another 10minutes. I was kissing her, and she was moving her hips with so much passion when I made my sudden forceful but careful move.

She winced in pain and I paused for a moment, waiting for her to get used to my propagator that now filled her completely.

I began to move to the rhythm she created after she started moving again and in no time, we were both singing and speaking in different tunes.

When we both arrived the mountain top, Sola was already so tired and worn out, yeah, she had to be!

It wasn’t often that a man who hadn’t been with a woman for so long, marries a woman he met at home.

The days that followed, Sola and I remained mainly indoors, kissing and loving, bent on ensuring that we didn’t return from our voyage the way we sailed off.

Chuks my friend nearly broke down the door to my cabin after having stayed for four days without making an appearance.

“What is your problem this bachelor? You don’t keep disturbing a married man who has conjugal obligations to meet!” I told him with a laugh, after he managed to pull me out of my cabin.

“Have I seen a married man before?” he asked me in pure sarcasm.

We both laughed our hearts out before he told me that he asked me out for a few minutes to remind me that his wedding was in two days.

And just as if the days were in a hurry, his wedding day came before we knew it.

Chuks my friend, and his long time sweetheart, got wedded in holy matrimony in grand style.

Our ship continued to cruise and Chuks who had been dyïng to remain locked inside his cabinet with his wife as well, got his wishes.

We hardly saw each other, except for special meals that our families agreed to have occasionally.

It was a cruise to remember, and indeed, we all had fun. But just before our ship berthed on our return, my wife started feeling sick, getting us all worried and we had to see a doctor as soon as we got home.

Turns out my wife was a good goalkeeper. She caught my shots so well, and we were on our way to welcoming a product of our love that went in liquid and returned to us solid, some months later.

Our first son, Andrew Junior was born just about two months before we were called to rejoice with Chuks and his family on the birth of their daughter.

Sola and I lived on happily, even though she had decided to quit working full time, after she was confirmed pregnant to enable her care for home.

She gives me peace and so much happiness, that I can’t stop blessing he day I met her.

Some months ago, we welcomed our second child, my first daughter, and just like you must have already guessed, we named her Sola.

We visited Nigeria with out two children some months aftwr the birth of Sola, my daughter, because my mother had been calling non-stop about wanting to see my kids.

My mother didn’t let us go out with the children, but of course, my wife and I had to visit Chuks and his family.

The women remained inside catching up, and I walked out with Chuks to let the women do their things.

Chuks told me how he had gone to the village for Christmas and had seen Jane’s children, my erstwhile children, now living with Madonna in her new house and how that Jane had returned to the village with two new children, having been abandoned by her lover.

When Madonna left my house back then, i wouldn’t have been able to bring myself to sending those innocent children away, but I am always grateful to God that Madonna chose to send them to them to her grandmother before she moved in with Garba, because I wouldn’t know how I’d have coped with raising other people’s children, in my new marriage.

In all, I was happy that they were too young to have made so much memories with me, to make them always remember me.

I returned to the US with my family about a month later, and continued to live happily ever after with my Sola.

THE END…