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The Storm on 28-01-2020 12:44:48

“Ooh, please,” Alison whimpered as George culled her clitoris from her soft, silky folds and petted her tiny, pink friend — awakening it from dormancy into swollen arousal. Minutes later, realizing he was not her husband, she protested, “No, stop it!” Her fingers dug into George’s wrist and tried unsuccessfully to pull his hand away from her vagina.

“Don’t fight it!” George thundered, viciously twisting her nipples and slapping her face. His strike stunned Alison. He resumed masturbating her with less opposition.

Her fidgeting subsided and brought him another opportunity. George reached down to her inner thigh and coaxed one leg further from the other. His fingers parted her labia and exposed her pink membranes glistening with secretions. “That’s it, open up for me.”

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