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The Storm on 19-03-2020 08:49:13

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.

Alison 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.

Her taut wet cunt gracefully slid up and down on his thick, dark shaft in a steady, uninterrupted tempo — almost like that of a metronome — hardly requiring his oversight.

“Oh, you feel so good. You’re so tight and silky.”

” Ooh, ah, uh, nah, oh.”

“That’s, it Alison. Keep working your pussy like that. Oh yeah, I love how it feels inside you.”

He was a sick, perverted animal, Alison thought. She hated him, yet he was inside her. She had always been faithful until George tore that precious fidelity away from her like a heartless thief.

At this moment, she loved hearing him say her name. It was a gratifying reward while this demented black Muslim forced her to experience every single inch of his monster penis visiting uncharted depths of her womanhood.

The truth was horrible. George had stolen far more intimacy from her in their short time together than she had ever shared with anyone before. George’s horrendous cock caused such intense physical feelings deep inside her she did not welcome from him yet was powerless to stop.

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