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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 unlocked to the small storeroom. Nobody however me ever enters here. He slid into the tiny 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 slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers 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 rack 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 unsteady action better to the woman. Don't talk-- simply fuck! Mabel moved her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved in between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, loosening 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 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, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, difficult cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pushed 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 again, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against 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 attempted to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the feeling and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the wet grip of the strong but soft walls of his dick. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself up, his cock making damp, sensuous noises 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 rack as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick broadening and contracting and fiery slivers of juice started 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 ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard 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 pelvis and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his dick, splashing 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 shelf and covered 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 huge cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from completion of his dick. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he muttered, always all set for more! He complied with, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her tummy. 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 surrounded her clitoral suggestion. 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, wet slot. Mabel made low thrilled 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then drew at her clitoris once again. Bubbling moans 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 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 tension as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then meaningless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing extremely against his lips then a shiver diminished his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 doorway, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly sarcastic 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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