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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. He moved into the small place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. George watched 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 look drifted 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 unsteady action more detailed to the lady. Do not talk-- simply 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, loosening 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 gripped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his cock, 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 hard shaft penetrating her. Long, difficult 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, twisting herself. Fuck me like that!

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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 rose high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splattering versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver until she lifted her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf and covered 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 lovely huge dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from the end of his dick. Your cunt was simply constructed for fuckin'! She provided a out of breath laugh, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she thought twice, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, 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 slid 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. Draw 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 thrilled 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris again. Bubbling moans 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 return! 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 worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 pantry entrance, face white, eyes flashing. 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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