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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 area. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the small storeroom. Nobody but me ever goes in here. He moved into the small place, 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 urgent fingers. George watched her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable action more detailed to the lady. Don't talk-- simply fuck! Mabel slid 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 grasped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the wet 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, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, tough 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, squirming 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 inside once again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling 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 experience and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong however soft walls of his cock. 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 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 rack as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and broadening 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 motions became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the hard clitoral idea on the swelling, throbbing 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 rose 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, scalding her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver up until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the rack 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 charming huge cock, 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 built for fuckin'! She offered 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 thought twice, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were stifled, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and stretched the lips of her pussy wide 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 surrounded 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 thrilled sounds and entwined 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 mixture of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris once again. Bubbling groans put from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, gradually and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual dedication. 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 stress as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then meaningless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against his lips then a shiver ran down his spine 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 kitchen entrance, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes snapped 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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