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The Storm on 23-02-2020 16:23:54

“That’s it, that’s what I want. I want you to cum for me more. Show me how much you love me — love Muslim cock,” George goaded as Alison’s fingernails dug into his muscular biceps.

Alison could only moan between heavy breaths in response. How could she do this and how could any decent man refer to this debasing act as love? She could never love any part of him, even if it felt like butterflies in her thighs and abdomen; like driving a car over the crest of a hill in steep descent; like ascending too fast and too high on a swing.

She had never experienced multiple orgasms before, but extra-marital sex was horribly wrong and disgusting, especially with this black man. She despised George for somehow seducing her and her body for betraying her.

Despite Alison’s hatred for George, she could not stop climaxing for him. She was unable to keep track, but George counted her orgasm at least 12 times during her lengthy maiden ride on his big black cock before finally allowing himself to cum.

Alison noticed George’s thrusts accelerating, his bell-end burgeoning within her. He banged into her with greater force and less control. His huge, rippling black muscles grew harder from tension inside him reaching a boiling point.

However, in the middle of another mind-blowing orgasm herself, she ignored the warning signs.



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