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The Storm on 23-02-2020 22:38:25

“Are you ready for me?”

She turned her head to the side, bit her fist, but failed to answer. As lewd and distasteful as intercourse with George had once been to Alison, he had worn her down. Gradually, the unwanted physical intimacy became more. It kept her safe during long nights, saved her from being alone.

Oddly, sharing herself with George no longer felt alien to Alison. Her body fed his ferocious passion, and that passion filled a void that had formed in Alison’s heart.

At some point, their physical intimacy had crossed a threshold becoming something else. Vulgarities during sex — what felt good and where — began replacing Alison’s cries for George to stop. She ceased asking him why he was doing this to her and their conversations evolved.

She was married, but perhaps she could love another man too. If nothing else, she could secretly enjoy his big Muslim cock.

He gripped behind her knees, pushed them to her chest until her cute, round ass rose off the floor. He spread her thighs. Her tight wet pussy barely managed taking his entire cock.

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