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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. We can go to it in the kitchen. She unlocked to the little storage room. No one however me ever enters here. He slid into the small location, 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 pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glance drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the damp, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable action more detailed to the woman. Do not 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 buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving strength. He gripped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the damp 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 pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft penetrating her. Long, tough dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, squirming 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, trembling with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice rough. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the sensation and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong however soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He lurched 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 trembling against his as the thrills pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George might feel the head of his cock contracting and broadening 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 movements ended up being crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the screech that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral tip 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 hips and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice increased high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his dick, splattering 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 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 away 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 constructed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless laugh, raided 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? Hungry pussy, he murmured, constantly all set for more! But he complied with, letting his body drop down till 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 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 grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it away from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low delighted 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 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 return! 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 stress as George's teeth pulled at 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 launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against 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 pantry entrance, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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