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stg13 on 26-12-2018 16:50:35

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The Storm on 25-09-2020 12:59:40

The glass pane clouded with moisture. It was stiflingly hot.

Alison inched closer. George comfortably reclined on the bed, his touch strangely redolent of a first loves, and smiled into her face as he adjusted an extremely large bulge in his pants.

She saw the curved outline of his immense manhood strain against the fabric, reach above his left hip, and practically pop out the waistband of his trousers.

She realized something was changing with her.

It was as if her inviting white skin had discovered its birth right.

She couldn’t compose herself. She could not think straight anymore.

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