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The Storm on 17-09-2020 21:11:58

Finally, the head of Hassan's behemoth cock found Alison's pink, wet slit. She felt him parting her lips —slipping his cock inside her.

“Why are you making me do this?” Alison wept in frustration with this seocnd black Muslim man’s insanely large penis entering her vagina.

How long would these monster continue tormenting her?

George left her question unanswered and calmly stated.

“We’ve done it this way with me before and you know what to do.”

His hands on her hips slowly guided them downward while Hassan held her ankles.

“Ow, ow,” Alison groaned, as Hassan's huge black cock slid further into her. Even after frequent intercourse with George, she was not prepared for Hassan and felt his penis opening her, filling her — and her pussy stretching to accommodate a different cock.

“Nice and easy,” George cooed. “That’s it — you’ll get used to him soon and love it.”

They sickened her. She did not want to get used to it or love it. Warm, salty tears running down her face, like the first drops of a summer shower.

With his assistance, she slowly began moving her pussy up and down his cock while weeping. ”please stop making me do this with him. It’s wrong. I’m married and I can’t commit adultery with another man.”

“Shush, it’s not that bad. I can tell you’re starting to like Hassan. You’re getting so wet, you feel incredible riding his cock.”

Her tears subsided but she still loathed them. She hated having there abnormally huge cocks inside her and giving them pleasure. Worst of all, she despised the pleasure their obscenely big cocks began giving her.

She was indeed growing use to Hassan just as George had predicted, and began acquiring rhythm in spite of her hatred for them. More and more, with momentum building, she found herself unable to stop riding him.

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