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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 small storeroom. No one however me ever goes in here. He moved 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 viewed her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen 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 out open and the damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable action more detailed to the woman. Do not 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, loosening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the wet 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, hungry pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the tough shaft permeating her. Long, difficult cock, 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, wriggling herself. Fuck me like that!

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Excitements 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 increased high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splashing versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating 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 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 cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from the end of his dick. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She provided a breathless giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she thought twice, 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 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 encircled 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 far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low happy noises and braided her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she asked 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, slowly and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual devotion. 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 screech, then useless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver diminished 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 kitchen entrance, face white, eyes glittering. Did I disrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes snapped 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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