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The Storm on 24-07-2020 18:47:31

George gripped her waist from behind. Alison reached back and rose until her cute, round ass rose off the sofa. She spread her thighs for him. Her tight wet pussy barely managed taking his entire cock.

“Oh, yea, your pussy feels so good.”

“Ooh, ooh — I don’t know about this, George.”

She bit the corner of her bottom lip, making eye contact with him. She was confused, but his big black cock felt so good inside her.

A feeble voice tried reminding her this was wrong.
Her body contradicted her brain, however, and conveyed desire for him by her ass attempting to meet his; by her hands pulling her cheeks wide; by her pussy contracting around his cock in uncontrolled spasms; by her warm wet mouth wanting to receive his tongue as it was her own.

Less than one week before her husband’s return Alison had finally succumbed to George’s decadence, and George fully indulged her acceptance.

He had not found a white woman yet he could not break down.

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