WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

Opula had a skimpy bikini which made her big firm buttocks to appear as a radical puller to anyone that saw them. They had taken off now and she deemed it fit to perch at the front of the yacht to have a clearer view of the blue sea and the wave that swept across them. As she was lost in thought, arranging her plans, she perceived Ziu behind her “You are going to enjoy knowing me,” said Ziu, holding her from behind and joining her in staring into the distance in the blue sea.

“What a wonderful water body,” said Opula, feeling his shaft rub against her thick backside.

“The gulf of Thailand and the the gulf of Tonken are part of the South China Sea,” Ziu said coldly.

“Oh really,” she winked, “So what is the southern part of China?” she inquired, feeling a tickle behind her neck and ears. Indeed his breath was as cold as the chilling wind from the sea. She would have to put herself under control because Ziu was charming her a kind of way that might make her change her mind. Even when she shut her eyes, she saw her revenge and what she finally planed to bring upon him.

“Um,” he said thoughtfully, “Guangdong, Wade Giles nomanziation. It is Kuang-tung, conventionally Kwangtang, sheng province of South China. It is historically believed to be the Southermost of the mainland provinces and consist of the region through which South China’s trade is primarily connected.

“Great,” she remarked and held onto his grip across her waist. “Look at those mountains almost sophisticated as heaven. But what is Southern China known for?” she asked, keeping him busy with those questions rehearsed on what plan to execute next.

He dimmed his eyes at her face and rubbed on her navel to recall, “Yeah, talk of great and beautiful mountains, rice terraces, bustling cities, quiet villages and an impressive history of maritime trade and investment, more of tropical island of popular beach resorts,” he said expository, feeding his nostril with the sweet-smelling caramel fragrance that swept across his face each time the wave came at them.

Opula shut her eyes and said, “I am really going to enjoy my stay here.” She carefully turned to face Ziu, “I can t thank you enough for loving me,” she said into his face.

Ziu carved out a delighted contagious smile he had not given to anybody in a short while.

He was in to savage the best of love. After the marriage to his ex-wife failed, the whole world had been talking and gossiping that he had all life could offer except a happy home, and because he lacked a happy home he lacked everything. For months he was making the headline negatively, and he could recall most of his investors and clients taking their patronage elsewhere. And in the subsequent months and years there was a radical decline in business, which distracted him the most to go in search of love and vowed never to do anything that would take him to the media. Without any hope of falling in love again Ziu had given up on love, counted it to be a piece of vanity like no other and dedicated all his life to rebuilding what he had lost to marriage and media publicity. The moment he saw Opula he knew it was an end to his search for love and he was ready to pay the price to love and keep her.

“I should be thanking you for rewriting my story and bringing a permanent stop to my search for love,” he intoned, stretching out her thick brow and returning his fingers to get busy fingering her long lush hair.

She said, “Our love life seems to be the same after my ex left me, I thought it was the end of road for me,” she lied and inwardly she applauded herself thus far for covering the mile stone of her plans to revenge the death of her friends on Ziu, “Although I never expected you to love me,” she continued, “Neither did I expect love from anyone. You know it takes a lot of calories to love and little or no calories to break up, so love shouldn’t be a thing for the unserious. I have been unserious all these years, only dedicated to my job which soon became the love of my life,” she muttered and planted an appreciative kiss on his forehead which left him blushing . “Thank you Ziu for adding meaning to my essence and beauty to my path. I would do anything to keep this love and make you happy than you are right now.”

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In a moment of lust, their eyes rolled and locked in, as their faces surged closer, being pulled by the force of kiss. The wave from the sea suddenly became heavy as it flung apart Opula’s hair and made their skin more open as they became horny for intimacy. Without consideration their lips met and a maddening kiss ensued which plunged Opula to move away from the pavement and got on the floor . Ziu followed her moves and caught her on the floor, as he devoured her naked nipples and neck with the moisture of his thick lips. With his lips, he slid down to her stomach and paused on her navel for a while before he made his way to her scanty vagina lips.

Like thunder, Opula flinched and Ziu parted her at once, and stared at her as she hastened to the rail, and threw up furiously in repetition.

“Are you OK,” Ziu asked once he appeared at her side, rubbing her back.

In response to him, she threw up yet again.

“Oh my goodness what is happening?”

Already his security had appeared at his side to help out with anything.

“Hurry up,” Ziu said to his security, “Inform the sailor to head to Hong Kong. We need to take her to the hospital. She is feeling sick.”

The security disappeared at once.

As for her throwing up there was no stopping her…