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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. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the little storeroom. No one however me ever enters here. He moved into the tiny 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 saw her panties move down and when the thick development 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 buttocks on a low shelf so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action closer to the female. Don't talk-- just 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, unfastening 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 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, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft permeating her. Long, tough cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pressed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, 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 swelling against 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 increase the experience and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened 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 upward, his dick making wet, sensuous 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 butts on the edge of the shelf as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock broadening and contracting and fiery 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 movements became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the squeal that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed against the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the tough clitoral suggestion on the swelling, throbbing 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 pelvis 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 dick, splattering versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver until 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 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 lovely big dick, 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 built for fuckin'! She provided a breathless 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 stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy large 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 encircled her clitoral pointer. 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 delighted 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 once again. Bubbling groans poured 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 pulled at 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 frenzied strength. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver diminished 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 kitchen entrance, face white, eyes glittering. Did I disrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical 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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