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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 kitchen. She opened the door to the small storeroom. No one however me ever enters here. He slid into the tiny 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 watched her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's glimpse 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 out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady action better to the woman. Don't talk-- just 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, unfastening it, letting his trousers 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, 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 difficult shaft permeating 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 cock pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, twisting 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 within once again, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling versus 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 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 soft but strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself upward, his cock making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his dick contracting and expanding and fiery slivers of juice began 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 frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult 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 increased high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splattering versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver till she lifted 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 beautiful huge dick, 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 simply built for fuckin'! She offered a breathless laugh, 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 suck me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he murmured, constantly prepared for more! He complied with, letting his body drop down up until his face was level with her stubborn belly. 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 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, wet slot. Mabel made low ecstatic sounds 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 mix 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 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 worthless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy intensity. 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 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 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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