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The Storm on 22-02-2020 08:54:50

She could not keep anything on very long without him tearing it off her. Alison’s dresses, shirts, pajamas, and underwear sat in various places he had stripped them from her forcing her to have more sex.

Evidence of their illicit activity — her clothing and lingerie — was everywhere, including the kitchen , the couch, the living room floor, and the bed she before shared only with her husband.

George’s demand for constant sex left Alison little time for other things, like picking up and cleaning. It appalled her to fornicate with him like this and embarrassed her to have her house in such disarray.

Alison realized that all she had left to wear, unfortunately, were her nice panties — cute sexy ones like this pair — that seemed to further excite and entice George.

She had worn all her conservative briefs in failed attempts to be less attractive to him. Each time she tried resisting he ripped another pair off her body until she only had her nice inviting ones left. She did not want those torn by him as well.

Continuous sex at the expense of necessary chores was not Alison’s lifestyle. At least no one had been by to see the mess, witness them together or engaged in all their sinful interracial intercourse.

“Don’t put on a single thread. It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before.” bellowed George.

The undergarment was another failed barrier that further reminded Alison of the adultery George made her commit with him multiple times daily.

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