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The Storm on 27-03-2020 16:33:57

Beguiled into believing George was her husband, she thought he felt very different tonight. But it been ages since they had sex. Their love life had diminished to nothing since they first married.

George pulled her into his burly arms, and their naked bodies touched. She recoiled slightly from his big flaccid cock pushing against her tummy as he hugged her.

Alison hugged him in delirium while minutes passed. A glimpse in the shadows left Alison doubting her own eyes. His penis could not really be that large.

The sensation of his monstrous penis pressing against her, its warmth and hardness reaching above her belly button, confirmed what she saw.

He nibbled his way up her neck and to her ear. She tried turning her face, but he forced her to French kiss. Her hands pushed at his sides a few times before giving up and falling into an embrace.

“Mmmm,” Alison moaned into his mouth, unworried at first, her hands sliding up to George’s head as they French kissed.

The nappy hair could not be a white man’s — nor the incredible muscles, the gigantic body, and most disturbing of all, the huge cock pointing at her.

Alison turned her head to get George’s tongue out of her mouth and break their deep kiss.

“Please stop…,” she began to cry in heavy breaths, realizing she was about to have intercourse with someone else — a black man.

“I can’t stop now, you got me started and I’ve got to finish,” George answered

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