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RANT AND ADVICE FROM A DEEKMATIZED WIFE.

10 years ago, i met this Yoruba boy. He lives close to my house. He had been been on my neck for relationship but it wasn't interested since i was in one leading to the altar as i thought.

 I realized the person taking me to the altar was obsessed and violent. This guy slapped me in the midst of crowd at a wedding for laughing in a round table where a joke was cracked!

I shook, shoke and shocked.

He dragged me to the car and his friends where begging him to calm down but he kept a deaf ear and locked the car. We drove off, my man dey rant, i dey cry. Later he apologised but i had received sense to flee from the relationship .

I  cancelled the list collecting and called it off. 

My man begged but i saw myself being panel beaten like condem condem ...I insisted that i was not going back. 

So with time i stared gisting with this ade....

We clicked just as friends. But one day i paid him a visit. I was all emotional and i needed to vent. He asked me all questions and i refused to open up till he gave me weed and wine. 

I became relaxed and calm. Then we spoke . I cried how i taught i would be married not knowing i was loving an ekwensu spermatozoa. He talked me out of it.

 We watched a movie i can't remember but that was where it all started.

The movie had s*x scene from from the cable. I became aroused and asked if he could handle a lady that good. He asked me if i wanted to try him, that was where it started. This guy took his time to tell me about his feeling and all but to me na s*x i want. Then the route to my call to glory began. He washes plate like a pro that i squ*rted twice.i was already in the moon. Then he slid his huge manh**d in, i was gasping for air.

He bit my back slowly and i gave a silent moan , then he began to p*und me slowly, s*cking my ears, neck, back, hands on my nipss, fondling my br**st. That doggy was erupting all my veins in each pound.

I was busy catching my breath, then he began to ride me like a horse. I started shedding uncontrollably tears of ecstasy, fulfillment, joy and i started moaning loud!

This guy started asking me who is the zaddy now i was screaming his name with fulfillment in my whole body. He went back to plate washing. I was placed and tied by the window, legs spread, tongue doing all the works i can't describe!

 I started speaking in demonic tongues, moaning loud, the more i moaned , the more oga d*ck dey hard and before you know it i was turned to do scissors that was when i started screaming kill me with your d*ck!!! Pami, ade pami oooo...he was replying iro. Till we came.

After that day i was going for more till i saw another lady being rode the same way, i became raged. I demanded for explanation . He told me he is a g*golo. Oooo chimo? No wonder? Such skills from king Solomon!! And i asked him why he wanted commitment from me. 

He said all the rubbish but i stayed because by of good s*x.it got to a point , i was asked a question in my dream, lo n behold i became restless because of that question for weeks. Anytime i go to church , the sermon will be about me going in the deep. Because i stopped all goal to pursue ade pr*ck....i had been d!ckmatazied by this boy. I didn't reverence any amen again , just him. But it was never Gods plan for me

One day i did a 3 days prayer at the blessed sacrament against evil attachment. I prayed against my relationship with him. God heard me. We separated.

 2 years later i met my odogwu. Dim oma. I am happy to be d!ckmatazied after marriage, listened to God's voice and prayer over my past situation. 

Now i understood what the question that was asked meant. God has used me to accomplish so many things in my home, in laws and family.

Please listen when God speaks. 

I just finished round 3 riding my legal divk from above. What will i have done without the black mamba?uwam! 

The sight of my husband's d!ck still turns me on like the first day we settled...choiiii. it is good to be d!ckmatazied by ones spouse. Not that stupid adeoye that wanted to call me to glory with his own! Madman.

If not God on blessed sacrament, where would i have been?mad n dead tooo ooo because he f*cks even chicken yet telling me it's a mistake. 

Thank you Jesus for calling me back to order.

Thank God for rescuing you from that thing called Ade...Man HO!!!

That call to glory phrase and context off me......Just take it easy sha cos you sound like a gbenshing maniac now after Ade......Take am easy!!!!