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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. We can go to it in the pantry. She unlocked to the little storeroom. Nobody however me ever goes in here. He slid into the tiny location, 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 development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's look drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low rack so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action closer to the female. 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, loosening 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, guided the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his cock, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, hard 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, agonizing 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, much deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice ragged. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the experience and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong but soft walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself up, his cock 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 throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his dick 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 movements became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral suggestion 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 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 versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver 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 away from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You charming 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 cock. Your cunt was just 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 stifled, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he murmured, always prepared for more! He obeyed, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her belly. She opened her thighs eagerly, 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 encircled 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, wet slot. Mabel made low ecstatic noises and laced her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she pled 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 groans 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 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 pulled at 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 diminished his spine as the pantry-door opened and an cold voice said; 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 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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