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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 slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and gazed at her in the dimness. George enjoyed her panties move down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's glimpse veered 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 open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady step closer to the female. Do not 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, unfastening it, letting his trousers slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He gripped 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 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 tough shaft penetrating her. Long, hard cock, 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 groaned, agonizing 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, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating 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 ragged. She attempted 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 dick like that! He stumbled himself up, his dick making damp, sensual 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 rack as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock broadening and contracting and intense 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 squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral suggestion on the swelling, pulsating shaft.
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Adventures 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, splashing versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver up until she raised 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 lovely 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 dick. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She provided a breathless giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and stretched the lips of her pussy broad 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 away from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low overjoyed noises and braided 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 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 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 pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then meaningless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spine as the pantry-door opened and an 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 kitchen entrance, face white, eyes flashing. Did I disrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes snapped 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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