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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. He moved into the small place, 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 diverted 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 more detailed to the lady. Do not talk-- simply fuck! Mabel slid her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved in between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, loosening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry 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 dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft penetrating her. Long, hard dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, 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 inside again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus 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 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 stumbled himself upward, his dick making wet, sensual 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-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and broadening 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 ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the screech that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the tough clitoral suggestion on the swelling, throbbing 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 rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his cock, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf 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 lovely huge 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 developed for fuckin'! She provided 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 hesitated, 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 broad 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 surrounded her clitoral idea. Suck 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 sounds and entwined her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she begged in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mix of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans poured 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 come again! 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 plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then worthless 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 hugely against his lips then a shiver ran down 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 interrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical 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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