The second path

e being older than him and way out of his league, Dami couldn't resist being attracted to her dimpled cheeks and big boobs. + The first day he set his wandering eyes on her ample

ith the way his muscles bulged and his forehead glistened with sweat. His hard fist bunched her braided wig and flung it carelessly across the room. On a normal day, Damilola would have taken note of how Kemi's thick woven hair looked a bit unkempt, but not when he was close to climax. His movements became rushed and Kemi had to lean on the hardwood of the bed for support. Guttural sounds escaped his dry throat as his shaky fingers found Kemi's perk nipples and squeezed. This was the best sex he had in a while. None of his previous partners gave him pleasure the way Kemi did. Her bossom seemed to move in sync with his hard dick sliding in and out of her and her pretty face looked excited. Kemi had been in his sights from the first day they crossed path. He could tell that she rode very well from the way her buttocks gyrated up and down as she catwalked to her classes. But there was a minor problem. Over time, Dami was beginning to feel some type of way towards the light skinned beauty. Her small round eyes were always smoky with her mascara and black eyeliner. Kemi had a clear cut chin and full lips that complemented the arch of her lined brows. There was never a day she was caught unfresh. Kemi awesomely graced the Faculty of science with her short knickers, palazo trousers, ripped jeans and crop top. Her fixed nails were always well manicured and she constantly changed her wigs. It was either a 360 frontal lace, 3D pixie curls, double drawn or 20 something inches straight hair. Dami liked those type of girls, not the ones that were just coming out of their parent's hous