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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 small storeroom. No one however me ever goes in here. He slid into the small place, 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 urgent fingers. George viewed her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's glance veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks 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 shaky step more detailed to the woman. Do not talk-- simply 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 pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He gripped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his dick, 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 difficult shaft permeating her. Long, tough cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, wriggling 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 inside once again, much deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to increase the feeling and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the soft but strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched himself upward, his cock making wet, sensual noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the delights 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 drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick contracting and expanding 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 stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral pointer 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 rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his dick, splashing versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver till she lifted 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 charming big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from the end of his dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She offered 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 thought twice, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he murmured, constantly prepared for more! He followed, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her stomach. 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 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 away from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low happy 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked 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 dedication. 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 pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then useless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver diminished his spine 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 ironical 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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