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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. We can go to it in the pantry. She unlocked to the small storage room. Nobody but me ever goes in here. He moved into the small place, 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 saw her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's look drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low rack so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable step better to the woman. Don't 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, unfastening it, letting his trousers slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving 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 dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, difficult cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, writhing 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 again, deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling against 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 rough. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the experience and the motion 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 cock like that! He stumbled 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 trembling against his as the delights 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 dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick contracting and broadening and intense 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 motions ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to stifle the squeal that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard 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 hips and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splattering versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating 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 buttocks, 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 huge dick, 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 simply built for fuckin'! She gave a out of breath 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? Starving pussy, he muttered, always prepared for more! He followed, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her stomach. She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and stretched 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 surrounded her clitoral suggestion. Draw it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He gripped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low overjoyed sounds 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 mixture of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris again. Bubbling moans 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 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 crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column 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 kitchen doorway, face white, eyes glittering. Did I interrupt 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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