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The Storm on 10-03-2020 16:59:52

George plopped her into bed, his immense cock hard and aching to bore into her tight cunt and soothe itself.

“We’ve got to get these wet clothes off you right away.” George started pulling up her top. Several seams strained in his haste to remove it.

Alison’s fingers unsuccessfully fought to keep it down.

Her gorgeous breasts flopped free and tight stomach appeared as George ultimately succeeded in lifting the piece.

“No, leave alone,” she slurred, clutching the wet garment to her exposed chest as he sat her up and it dangled around her neck. He grappled it from her. Off Alison’s shoulders and over her arms the top finally came with several hard tugs, George tossing it from the bed.

Her arm tremulously crossed over her chest concealing her nipples that had hardened.

George shoved her down. His fingers slid inside the waistbands of both her yoga bottoms and panties and bunched them in his fists. He yanked fiercely. The sodden spandex garments jerked from her hips came down her legs, and reunited with her top somewhere on the floor. Alison lay naked on her back beneath him, arm covering her breasts, hand over her vagina, and shivers so severe the entire bed trembled.

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