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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 storeroom. Nobody however me ever goes in 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 pants 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 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 shaky step more detailed to the female. Do not 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, 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 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 dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft penetrating her. Long, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, 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 within once again, deeper and 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 said, her voice rough. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the sensation 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 lurched himself up, his dick making wet, sensuous noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling against his as the thrills pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and broadening and fiery 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 became frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to stifle the screech that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral suggestion on the swelling, pulsating shaft.

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Adventures 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 squirted from the lips of his dick, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver until she raised 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 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 dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from completion of his dick. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless laugh, raided 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 smothered, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he whispered, always prepared for more! However he followed, letting his body fall till his face was level with her tummy. 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 surrounded her clitoral idea. Draw it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He gripped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it away from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low happy sounds and braided 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 again. Bubbling groans 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 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 plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then worthless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy strength. 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 doorway, 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, 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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