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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. We can go to it in the pantry. She unlocked to the little storeroom. No one however me ever enters here. He slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She raised her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with immediate fingers. 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 inflamed penis. Mabel's glance drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low rack so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable step better to the female. Do not 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 buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving strength. He gripped 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 cock, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, tough dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stubborn belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock 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 within once again, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, 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 strong but soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself upward, his cock making wet, sensual sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the delights throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the rack as she drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock broadening 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 increased and his in-and-out motions became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral suggestion 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 increased high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his dick, splashing against the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver till she lifted 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 buttocks, 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 charming big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from the end of his dick. Your cunt was just built for fuckin'! She offered 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 was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were smothered, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he murmured, always all set for more! But he complied with, letting his body fall till his face was level with her stubborn belly. 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 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 far from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low delighted 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 drew at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans put 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 practically 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 worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver diminished his spine 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 pantry doorway, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt 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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