Karuwa Ce Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel

hhhh…I love u babe I die for ohhh…babe..do it pass please…shocked it..zubaida dad’i…kinada dadi….kin i’ya waya koyamiki….ahhh..

 

Wa’iyazubillah, a big man is sleeping with a beautiful young girl who is not more than 20-22 years old in the world, they are committing adultery.

While i’takavu she is crying in agony and sending him oil and unpleasant things, almost 1½h. They are having sex, then he takes her cid’ak like a baby doll and goes to the bathroom with her.

Even when they enter, they do not forgive each other, they rub and suck each other and then they come out.

They are talking to each other and come out and he sits on the edge of the bed. I’do is touching her small black nipple and smiling at the same time he is stroking her long hair.

“I love you baby you have made me feel as good as any other woman has ever made me feel, in fact even my wife has never felt so comfortable with you as I have when I was with you…you are so sweet baby…you know I want to be with you.”

 

Full of doubt she placed her hand on his chest..”I want you baby.” He smiled and hugged her body kissing her neck.

She hit him a little playfully “Look baby, that’s it, I’m going home now to tell Mommy I’ll see you for lectures.”

“Ohk baby, let me get you ready.”

He took off his clothes and gave them back to her..it was a skintight one that slightly covered her knees and then a vest…a long hijab that reached down to her waist and he put it on her, even the niqab.

Alh Sambo smiled and said “hmmm, that’s two-faced.” She turned her face away and gave him a look. “I’m so sorry baby, this kind of look please forgive me…don’t stop me from enjoying myself”. he said, looking at her and showing her face.

She didn’t say anything, she just grabbed her handbag which was full of money “so baby, when will it be?.”

Uhm just got the phone.” “Ohk baby.” Pack checked before leaving. He closed his eyes and said on the bed behind him “you are a baby, go to school, sugar for her, wallhi hmmm.” Then he fell asleep.

 

She quickly went downstairs, it was a big school, I thought I had said that. God God she went from school and went straight home, in an hour she was leaving and going to their house in Sharada Phase 2.

 

The friend of Makeken got the napep, he gave her money and she went inside, she didn’t notice anyone in the hall so she went straight to her room downstairs.

 

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She was cold in an English wear dress and a pink $blue skirt that she should not have made her whole face visible, she rolled up with a small veil that was covering her, she parked her long hair that was straightening her legs and was wearing a high hill blue that was very beautiful. She started out slim and had a coca cola shape with big breasts i’do with a small mouth holding pinky lips …..huh in short zahra is a first class beauty. She is not more than seventeen years old but if you look at her you would say she is 20 because she is inside i’do. She walks slowly like a compassionate person, her face is pale and she has a little hand and a sign of help. That’s how she left the school and stood on the street to get a ride.

 

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He was driving full of fun talking to his best $childhood friend … a handsome young man of about 30 years old in the world, tall and fair with a broad chest and a lot of education and a small amount of money from the last class and he heard something about yazid you are a boy son of his mother.

“Wait yazid please stop son of Allah.” His friend Dr faruq said quickly so that he would not be able to sleep. Yazid got angry and started looking at his friend “….what are you doing? You’re shouting at people.” Faruq sighed and said “ohh am sorry man .look for that side u see wat am saw . ” He said pointing at him in the direction of the gun. As if he wouldn’t look away he slowly looked up and down…she was standing in the place she had been looking for a ride for a long time. He quickly picked himself up and pulled a long tsok at that time his heart beat very fast. His eyes went red and he looked at Faruq because if there was someone who was a friend of mine, who didn’t like looking at her and didn’t want to hear her name, he would say *zahra*. “What does that mean I should go to KARUWAR, faruq?, she’s birch.” He said with a loud voice. Faruq’s eyes widened as he looked at his friend with suspicion.