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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 area. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the little storeroom. Nobody but me ever enters here. He moved into the tiny 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 development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse veered 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 out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady action better to the woman. Don't talk-- just 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 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 pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft penetrating her. Long, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, writhing herself. Fuck me like that!
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George's knees shivered when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove within once again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating 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 attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the sensation and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the strong however soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself up, his dick making wet, 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 pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick expanding and contracting and intense 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 squeal that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral idea 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 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, splattering against the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver up until she raised 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 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 beautiful huge 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 developed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy large 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 pointer. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped 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 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 devotion. I'm gon na return! 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 tension as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then worthless 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 extremely versus his lips then a shiver diminished his spine 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 glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? 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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