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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. He slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and gazed at her in the dimness. George viewed her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's look diverted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low shelf so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable step better to the lady. Do not talk-- simply fuck! Mabel slid her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, unfastening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He gripped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva grasped the sides of his cock, 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, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, agonizing herself. Fuck me like that!
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George's knees shivered when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove within again, deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice rough. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the sensation and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong however soft walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself upward, his dick making damp, sensual noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling against his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the rack as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and expanding and intense slivers of juice started to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice rose and his in-and-out motions ended up being crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the squeal that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral idea on the swelling, throbbing shaft.
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Adventures 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 squirted from the lips of his dick, splashing against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver till 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 far from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You beautiful big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from completion of his cock. Your cunt was simply built for fuckin'! She gave a breathless laugh, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he muttered, constantly prepared for more! However he followed, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her belly. She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy wide open. The pink, tensed head of her clitoris slid out and George took a deep breath, bent his head and opened his mouth. Like that! Mabel breathed as his lips surrounded her clitoral tip. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it away from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low ecstatic sounds 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 mixture of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris once again. Bubbling moans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, gradually and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual devotion. I'm gon na come again! The words spurted from Mabel's lips; a violent shiver shattered through her body and she almost jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the stress as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly 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 entrance, face white, eyes glittering. Did I disrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, focused on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, first at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.
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