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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 opened the door to the small storeroom. No one however me ever goes in here. He moved into the small location, 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 immediate fingers. George enjoyed her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's glimpse drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low rack so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action closer to the woman. Don't talk-- just 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, loosening it, letting his trousers slip down then her fingers were clutching his buttocks 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 gripped 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, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft penetrating her. Long, hard dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, wincing 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, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the experience and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the soft but strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He lurched himself up, his cock making damp, sensual sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling against his as the thrills throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the rack as she drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock contracting and broadening and fiery slivers of juice started to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice increased and his in-and-out movements became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the screech that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the hard clitoral suggestion 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 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 cock, splattering against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver up 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 away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You charming huge dick, 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 just constructed for fuckin'! She offered a breathless 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 draw me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he muttered, constantly prepared for more! He complied with, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her stomach. She opened her thighs eagerly, 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 idea. Draw 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 ecstatic sounds and laced her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she begged 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 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 return! 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 useless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George released 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 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 glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, focused on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.
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