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The Storm on 13-02-2020 20:56:24

“Stop it — please!” She twisted her hips as he held her legs together. Her hands grasped his wrists as he pounded.

“I’ll just touch it for a little while. I’m going to make your clit nice and hard like my cock. Let’s see how you feel about things once I make you this way too.”

“Oh, God!” Alison cried, his black cock waking her clit to his massive presence, making it more appreciative of touch — bringing her toward a state of arousal equivalent to his own.

The masturbation slowly drained the fight from Alison and her writhing subsided. His gentle unrelenting caresses had simmered her down while building a different type of tension centered in her loins. “See how frustrated you feel if I suddenly stopped stroking it for you now and left you like this?” Her pussy was wet, her clit firm and receptive between his leisurely fingers. “You would be compelled to satisfy this awful itch — the way I feel every time you give me an erection.”

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