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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. He slid into the small place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and looked at her in the dimness. George enjoyed 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 look diverted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low rack so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action better to the woman. Don't 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, loosening it, letting his trousers 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, steered the jerking head into the damp mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his cock, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft permeating her. Long, hard 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 groaned, agonizing 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 much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, shivering with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the feeling and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the soft however strong walls of his cock. Keep holding my cock like that! He lurched himself up, his cock making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the thrills throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- don't stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the rack as she sucked at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock 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 attempted to stifle the squeal that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the pointer of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral pointer 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 sprayed from the lips of his cock, splashing against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver until she lifted her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf 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 away 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 drip from the end of his cock. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She provided a out of breath giggle, raided 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 smothered, an' now, will you suck 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 tip. Suck 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, wet slot. Mabel made low thrilled noises 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 sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans poured 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 nearly jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the stress as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied 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 spine as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked 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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