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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. He moved into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. George enjoyed her panties move down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glance drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low rack 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 closer to the woman. Don't talk-- simply 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 butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, steered 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 hard shaft penetrating her. Long, tough dick, 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, wriggling 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 inside once again, much 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 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 soft but strong walls of his cock. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself up, his dick making wet, sensual sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the delights throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the rack as she drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and expanding and intense 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 crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral tip on the swelling, pulsating shaft.
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Excitements 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 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 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 big 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 just built for fuckin'! She provided a breathless giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he muttered, always prepared for more! But he complied with, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her stubborn belly. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended 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, damp slot. Mabel made low happy noises and entwined 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris once again. Bubbling moans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual commitment. 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 tension as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 disrupt you-- or had you end up? 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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