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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. He moved into the small location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. George enjoyed her panties move down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's look diverted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low rack 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 shaky step better to the female. Don't talk-- just fuck! Mabel moved 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 grasped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the damp 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 pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft penetrating her. Long, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, wincing herself. Fuck me like that!

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George's knees trembled when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove within once again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice rough. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten 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 but soft walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself upward, his cock making wet, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body shuddering versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the shelf as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his dick expanding and contracting and intense slivers of juice began to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice rose and his in-and-out movements ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the squeal that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the pointer of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral idea on the swelling, pulsating shaft.

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Thrills 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 pelvis and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his dick, splashing against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver up until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf and wrapped her legs around George with her heels jammed into his buttocks, 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 huge cock, 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 simply developed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless giggle, 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 stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy large 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 suggestion. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He gripped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low happy sounds and braided her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she pled in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris once again. Bubbling groans put from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly 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 nearly jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the tension as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then useless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied strength. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing extremely against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an 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 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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