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The Storm on 21-03-2020 13:38:37

“That feeling good, now, Alison? Let’s see how hard we can make you cum.”

“Ooh, don’t — ooo.” All she could do was pitifully moan, lying back while riding George, crying out from powerful orgasms she was unable to stop him from giving her.
His monster-sized penis burrowed deeply and unrelentingly inside her.

She marveled at the sight of his dark gorilla hands groping her perky snowy white tits, and his fingers teasing her taut pink nipples.

The old bed squeaked its disapproval of her inaction each time George drove into her.

“Ooh, oh, no, George. Ah, ooh, please stop… — no, ah, ooh, ah, oh.” pleaded Alison with insincerity.

“Alison, your pussy feels so good. Stop denying it. You’re liking big black Muslim cock more each time we do it.”

Alison sensed the growing tension in George’s body.

They had fucked so many times in the short period they had been rained in together that they were becoming familiar sex partners. She recognized all his signs — the change in his voice, the acceleration of his thrusts, the intensity in his face and how his hands touched her.

“Uh, ah, please… no, George. Oh, ah, Don’t cum in me again — ooh.”

“Oh, yeah, I can’t stop. You feel too good — I feel your pussy throbbing on my cock. I’m gonna cum too. My seed belongs in you.”

“no….Ohh —” moaned Alison while still seducing herself on this black monument of flesh.

George released the explosive orgasm he had been holding back while taunting Alison, the rich and plentiful cream from his huge heavy balls nourishing her wet, receptive cunt.

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