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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 kitchen. She unlocked to the small storeroom. Nobody but me ever enters here. He moved 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 urgent fingers. George viewed 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 drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low shelf so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the damp, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady step 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 grasped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the damp 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, starving pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft penetrating her. Long, difficult cock, 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, wincing 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 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 increase the experience and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the soft but strong walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick like that! He stumbled himself upward, his cock making damp, sensual noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the thrills 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 drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock broadening and contracting and fiery slivers of juice began to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice increased and his in-and-out motions became frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to stifle the screech that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral suggestion 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 pelvis 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 against the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver till she lifted 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 away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You beautiful 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 dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She offered a breathless giggle, leaned against 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 suck me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he muttered, always ready for more! He obeyed, letting his body drop down till his face was level with her stubborn belly. 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 suggestion. Draw 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 overjoyed noises and laced 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 sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling moans 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 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 stress as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing extremely versus his lips then a shiver ran down 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 doorway, face white, eyes glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked 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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