Naughty wife’s talk: Change

I was going to buy some grocery and I saw a shed where someone was operating grinding machine, and grinding tomatoes for customers. I was fascinated. I stood near and watched.

Don’t get me wrong. I have seen thousands of grinding machines in my life. In fact I’d once considered being a grinding machine operator the time owu pounced on me with vengeance. I was ready to even fry akara for money.

Anyway, my point here is the dude doing the grinding in that shed. He was a sight for sore eyes. The young man was so fine, come see as he yellow paappapa. And he knew that he was fine, judging by the way he tushed up. Everything was eye-engaging, from his hair to the singlet he was wearing to show off as he flexed his muscles over the grinding machine to the delight of his female customers.

What I am talking about here is that the time has gone when you have to wait endlessly for office job and fucking your woman for free. Anything pays nowadays depending on how you choose to do it.

And you know what? He is not the only one doing the grinding there. He has a partner, another hot dude, but this one is dark and also has muscles to flex. Hiohiohio.

I think I will be grinding my tomatoes there, they are neat. Very neat…and my blender don spoil.

– Ify Chiemeziem