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The Storm on 12-03-2020 09:03:54

Where did he ever get the idea that she liked his Muslim cock?
He made her sick and she despised intercourse with him. She was only worried about getting pregnant.

Condoms would at least be a minor barrier between them and a thin partition of safety separating their genitals and the potential consequences of their continued and complete physical intimacy.

“I didn’t tell you to buy them and you went straight for them,” as George’s hand went to unbutton her jeans.

“No, I don’t want to do that with you anymore,” she protested as he pulled at her pants.

“Lift up and let me get them off you,” George demanded, ignoring her. She raised her butt rather than risk angering him. At least she had the condoms for him to use with her now.

George enjoyed watching as Alison struggled to unroll the latex sheath, which stretched over George’s long, thick shaft, inadequately accommodating it. These were triple extra-large condoms, the biggest the store carried, yet they didn’t fit his penis and strained to barely cover half of his full erection.

“Okay, you got it all safely wrapped up.” As he slouched in the seat, she lowered herself onto his latex-covered penis, her hand guiding it into her wet slit.

“Ooh,” she murmured as she began humping with a sheath thinner than a hair separating their genitals.
She still disliked him, but not as much as before.

George patiently allowed Alison to seduce herself on his thick, long prick.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,” she softly mewled.

“That’s it, Alison. Keep moving. Doesn’t that feel good?”

“No, I don’t like it when you talk,” Alison insincerely gasped, her pussy growing more sensitive to the delightful friction from his cock and her hands beginning lustful explorations of his muscular chest.

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