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The Storm on 24-01-2020 17:53:58

“Ow, ow,” Alison groaned, his huge black cock sliding further into her — the tumblers of her lock once again conforming for his wrong key. Even after three days of frequent intercourse with him, she still felt his penis opening her, filling her — and her pussy stretching to accommodate it.

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

He sickened her. He was not her husband and she did not want to get used to it again or love it. Warm, salty tears running down her face landed on George’s shoulder and muscular chest, 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 you. It’s wrong. I’m married and I can’t commit adultery.”

“Shush, it’s not that bad. I can tell you’re starting to like it. You’re getting so wet, Oh, yeah, that feels incredible.”

Her tears subsided but she still loathed him. She hated having his abnormally huge cock inside her and giving it pleasure. Worst of all, she despised the pleasure his obscenely big penis began giving her.

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

She rose up intent on dismounting his long, fat penis — yet each time, not quite far enough. His thick, lengthy meat, imbedded deeply inside her, was a hurdle too high to overcome.

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