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The Storm on 19-03-2020 13:55:22

Alison had acted completely unlike herself in her throes of eroticism. Following his directions she had complaisantly taken his cock in her mouth after he came in her pussy and cleaned their cum off of it.

George had successfully squashed almost all of Alison’s previous resistance to oral sex by frequently practicing it on her and mercilessly training her to perform it on him. But the sex had ended and her senses returned.

She blamed herself for this inappropriate sexual relationship she found herself trapped in with George. Her memory of her first night with him remained murky — although she remembered the sex. While she could never forget her first time with his huge black penis, she could not recall exactly how the sex started.

George had convinced her that in a delirious fever and moment of weakness she somehow consented to intercourse with him. That initial infidelity was an awful mistake she could not remember making. It started their horrible affair she could not seem to end.

George remained silent.

Using the storm as an excuse not to leave, he fucked her whenever he wanted — numerous and lengthy sessions every day, like the one they just completed — and turned her previously tidy home into a mess.

Dirty dishes were piled high in the sink and her clothes were strewn everywhere.

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