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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. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the little storage room. No one however me ever enters here. He moved 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 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 was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky step better to the female. Don't 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 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 wet 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, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, difficult 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 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 within 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 said, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the feeling and the motion 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 cock. Keep holding my cock like that! He lurched himself upward, his cock making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling versus his as the thrills throbbed 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 sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock broadening and contracting 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 motions ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral tip 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 pelvis 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 cock, splattering against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver till 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 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 huge 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 simply developed for fuckin'! She offered 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 thought twice, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were smothered, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs excitedly, 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 suggestion. Suck 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 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling moans 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 pulled at 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 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 pantry doorway, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? 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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