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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. We can go to it in the kitchen. She opened the door to the small storage room. Nobody however me ever enters here. He slid into the tiny 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 urgent fingers. George watched her panties move down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glance diverted 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 unsteady action more detailed to the woman. 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 buttocks 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 wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva grasped the sides of his dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, hard dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! 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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George's knees trembled 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, trembling with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the experience and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong but soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He lurched himself up, his dick making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering versus his as the thrills throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the rack as she sucked at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick contracting and expanding 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 ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to stifle the squeal that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral idea 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 sprayed from the lips of his dick, splashing against 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 butts, 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 big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from the end of his cock. Your cunt was simply constructed for fuckin'! She gave a out of breath giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he whispered, always prepared for more! However he obeyed, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her stomach. She opened her thighs excitedly, 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 encircled her clitoral pointer. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low overjoyed 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 mixture of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris once again. Bubbling moans poured 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 almost 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 useless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing extremely against his lips then a shiver diminished his spinal column 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 entrance, face white, eyes flashing. Did I disrupt you-- or had you complete? 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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