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The Storm on 21-02-2020 08:30:27

An early morning achromatic light from an overcast sky crept in and gave the room a heavenly aura. Although Alison had resisted, last night had been easy for George to get into her panties, introduce her pussy to Muslim cock and begin planting a preference for it in her.

He held her beneath his arm as she slept soundly, and in the light, he appreciated her delicate Caucasian facial features and her incredible female figure. She was still nude and his eyes feasted on her flawless body. He had taken another Christian wife, this lovely white woman last night.

The house was silent without power. Their only warmth greater than the tropical humidity.

How fatuous her husband had been with such an innocent, virtuous and gorgeous woman. He carelessly left his beautiful wife unprotected and isolated — an easy target. George thought the fool’s priorities were all wrong.

With her husband gone, she was now George’s reluctant new partner. Not only was her going to impregnate her, George planned to make her rehearse lessons of adulterous self-indulgence with him — masturbation, oral sex and fucking a big black Muslim cock in multiple positions. She was now of his right hand. He would make her have sex with him until he turned into a difficult habit for her to break.

Alison’s eyes fluttered open in the late afternoon from a sleep so deep she was unsure of the day or her location at first. Her mind was blank to the preceding evening. George Ikechi was in her bed.

They were both naked, his arm around her, his hand cupping her breast as he nuzzled her neck.

In a daze, she watched his black fingers play with her stiff nipple, as pink and firm between them as an eraser on the end of a pencil — twirling it around and keeping it erect.

“Mmmm,” she mumbled dreamily, taking no action to stop him, initially tracing the muscles on his back and arm.

After a few minutes, she realized this was no dream, but reality.

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