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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen. We can go to it in the kitchen. She opened the door to the small storage room. Nobody however me ever goes in here. He slid into the small place, 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 viewed her panties move down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's look veered 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 out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action better to the lady. Don't talk-- just 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, steered 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 pushed her mouth on his, sucked 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 tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pushed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, writhing 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 again, much deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating 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 ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to increase the sensation and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the strong however soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself up, his cock making damp, sensuous noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body shuddering versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock expanding 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 rose and his in-and-out movements became frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the screech that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral tip 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 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 up until she raised 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 big 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 smothered, an' now, will you draw 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 moved out and George took a deep breath, bent his head and opened his mouth. Like that! Mabel breathed as his lips encircled her clitoral idea. 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, wet slot. Mabel made low ecstatic noises 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 mixture of his and her come-juice, then sucked 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 devotion. I'm gon na return! 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 tension as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless 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 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 pantry doorway, 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, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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