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Adventure of a bad pastor’s son. Part 18

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Adventure of a pastor's son. Part 19
Adventure of a bad pastor's son. Part 17

ADVENTURE OF A BAD ‘OMO’ PASTOR…(18+)…Part 18

It was time for practical demonstration to be done by the assistant commandant.
She was an HND1 student of biochemistry.
She was somehow busty and light in complexion with very smooth skin.
She said she would choose someone for the demonstration and befor i could sum 1 + 1 to give 2, she pointed at me to come forward.
I went forward and lay on the blanket provided for the demonstration. She showed the process step by step and showed how to do the chest compression.
As her soft hand touched my chest, i felt electric signals flow through my body, but i controlled my d!ckson not to react.
After that she was about showing mouth to mouth respiration.
The name of the whole process was CPR(Cardio Pulmonary Resusitation) for an unconcious person which involved a mouth to mouth respiration.
She opened my mouth half way and suprisingly she placed her lip on mine which explaining to everyone.
Her was very soft.

My dic.k started raising its ugly head small small.
In the process, her tounge touched my inner lip.
All the guys there were just making noise and shouting ‘ehe! eyh! eyyh! bobo yi ti gba kiss olofe sha! ewo enjoyment!’ I just lied down with my eyes closed like nothing was happening.
She finished the process and I went back to my seat and the first thing the girl i had a conversation with earlier said was ‘omorr… you don take style collect free kiss abi?’
me: wetin i go do nau?
she: na you sabi
me: this place is fun tho
she: why wont it be fun for you?
conversation continues
me: na you know… hmmm… so which department are you and what course are you studying?
she: SMBS studying accounting, you?
me: Chemical science, Science Lab. Tech.
she: wow… eyin scientists… awon brain. Na una get brain pass
me: shey en whynne me… who wan get brain pass us before?
We gisted some more after the meeting was drawn to a close and she asked for my number which i gave to her.
Later that night, when i got home i told my dad about the redcross and about hostel.

Adventure of a pastor's son. Part 19
Adventure of a bad pastor's son. Part 17
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