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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the little storeroom. Nobody but me ever goes in here. He moved into the small place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She lifted her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with urgent fingers. George enjoyed her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low rack so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable step more detailed to the woman. Do not talk-- simply fuck! Mabel slid her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved in between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, unfastening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving strength. He gripped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva grasped the sides of his dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft penetrating her. Long, tough cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pushed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, writhing herself. Fuck me like that!

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Excitements flickered through her vaginal walls then cascaded through all parts of her sexual flesh. I'm coming! she gasped, then her teeth bit onto George's lower lip as she orgasmed, jerking her hips and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice increased high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splashing against the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the rack and wrapped her legs around George with her heels jammed into his butts, pulling him even deeper inside her sexual cavern. At last, her mouth moved away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You beautiful big dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from completion of his dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She gave a out of breath giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he whispered, always ready for more! He complied with, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her tummy. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy wide open. The pink, tensed head of her clitoris moved out and George took a deep breath, bent his head and opened his mouth. Like that! Mabel breathed as his lips encircled her clitoral tip. Draw it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low overjoyed noises and entwined her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she asked in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mix of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, gradually and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual commitment. I'm gon na come again! The words spurted from Mabel's lips; a violent shiver shattered through her body and she nearly jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the stress as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-cold voice stated; So this is where you are! Still grovelling on the floor, George twisted his head and stared at Mildred Wynton. She was standing in the kitchen doorway, face white, eyes flashing. Did I disrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, first at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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