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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. We can go to it in the pantry. She unlocked to the little storage room. Nobody but me ever enters here. He moved into the small location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She raised her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with immediate fingers. George saw 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 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 open and the damp, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable action more detailed to the woman. Don't talk-- simply fuck! Mabel moved her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved in between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, loosening 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 gripped the shaft of his penis, guided 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 pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, difficult dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, squirming 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 within once again, deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering 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 motion of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the soft however strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He stumbled himself up, his cock making damp, sensual noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the rack as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his dick broadening 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 motions ended up being crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral idea on the swelling, throbbing 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 increased high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his dick, splashing against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating 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 away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You charming big dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from the end of his cock. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She offered a breathless laugh, leaned against 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 smothered, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he muttered, constantly prepared for more! He complied with, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her 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 slid 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. Draw 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, damp slot. Mabel made low ecstatic sounds 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 once again. Bubbling groans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual devotion. I'm gon na come again! 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 stress as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then useless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied strength. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 sarcastic tone. Her eyes snapped down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, first at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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