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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. We can go to it in the kitchen. She opened the door to the little 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 lifted her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with urgent fingers. George watched 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 look veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low rack so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread out open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady step more detailed to the female. Do not talk-- just 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 butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva grasped the sides of his cock, 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 penetrating her. Long, difficult cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stubborn belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pressed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, wincing herself. Fuck me like that!

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George's knees shivered 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, shivering with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice ragged. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the experience and the movement 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 cock. Keep holding my cock like that! He stumbled himself up, his cock making wet, sensuous noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering versus his as the thrills throbbed through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the rack as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick contracting and expanding and intense 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 became frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the screech that increased in her throat as his swollen organ jammed versus the idea of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral pointer on the swelling, pulsating shaft.

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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 rose high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splattering versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver till she raised 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 far from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You lovely huge dick, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice drip from completion of his cock. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She offered a out of breath giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy large 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 far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low ecstatic sounds and entwined 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 groans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, slowly 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 nearly 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 squeal, then useless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy 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 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 glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, focused on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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