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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 looked at her in the dimness. George saw 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 veered 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 damp, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable action closer to the lady. Don't talk-- just fuck! Mabel moved 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 grasped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the damp mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft permeating her. Long, difficult dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, wriggling 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 inside again, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice rough. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the feeling and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the soft but strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself upward, his dick making damp, sensuous noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body shuddering against his as the delights throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his dick expanding and contracting and fiery 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 became frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the tough clitoral pointer on the swelling, pulsating shaft.

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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 pelvis and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted 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 lifted 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 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 lovely huge dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from completion of his cock. Your cunt was just developed for fuckin'! She provided a out of breath giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he whispered, always all set for more! But he complied with, letting his body fall till his face was level with her tummy. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and stretched 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 suggestion. Suck 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 laced 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 sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans poured 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 practically jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the tension as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an cold voice said; 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 ironical 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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