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The Storm on 19-02-2020 16:59:49

Her own feelings revolted her. Did she actually prefer George? How had something as shallow as a skin color and penis size become so important to her?

Alison tried stopping herself but could not resist. Her fingers lightly grazed George’s hard-on, trailing the warm, smooth hunk of dark flesh that curved slightly like a big over-ripe plantain. It looked so beautifully masculine, yet caused George so much discomfort unrelieved.

Taking his ache away felt so good inside her. Adultery might be sinful, but how could she let him suffer while able to alleviate his agony and in the process pleasure both of them?

Alison knew something was wrong with her thoughts. She never felt this way about a man — desiring him like this.

How had she been seduced into wanting such a horrible thing?

She kept caressing his big hard penis, unable to stop herself. Her soft strokes turned into gentle tugs. His cock was mesmerizing — long, heavy and so thick her hands barely fit around it. She craved his big black penis and tugged a little harder.

She put her lips around the head of George’s cock and began sucking while tenderly pumping his shaft.

She watched seeing her reflection in his eyes; she knew she was doing the right thing.

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