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The Storm on 23-06-2020 16:22:37

Her own feelings revolted her. Did she actually prefer George? How had something as shallow as a skin color and penis size become so important to her?

Alison tried stopping herself but could not resist. Her fingers lightly grazed George’s hard-on, trailing the warm, smooth hunk of dark flesh that curved slightly like a big over-ripe plantain.

It looked so beautifully masculine, yet caused George so much discomfort unrelieved.

Taking his ache away felt so good inside her.

Adultery might be sinful, but how could she let him suffer while able to alleviate his agony and in the process pleasure both of them? Alison knew something was wrong with her thoughts.

She never felt this way about a man — desiring him like this. How had she been seduced into wanting such a horrible thing?

She took the head of his cock back into her mouth, one hand still on his shaft, her other descending to his scrotum and fondling his bull-size testicles. They were so large and heavy compared with a white man’s gonads, and always full of sperm.

“Mmmmmm, uh-huh,” Alison moaned as she suckled more of it; willing prey to its seductive charms.

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