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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. He slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and looked at her in the dimness. George viewed her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's glance drifted 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 step more detailed to the woman. 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 trousers 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 grasped the sides of his dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, tough 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, 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 once again, much deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling versus 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 sensation and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the soft however strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He lurched himself up, his dick making wet, sensual sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body shuddering versus his as the thrills pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the rack as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock 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 rose and his in-and-out movements became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the tough 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 dick, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver till 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 completion of his dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She offered a out of breath giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, 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 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 tip. 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 delighted sounds and laced 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 sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans put from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual dedication. 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 tension as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then useless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied 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 spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an 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 finished? 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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