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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 cock, splashing against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting 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 completion of his cock. Your cunt was just developed for fuckin'! She provided a out of breath laugh, leaned against 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 stifled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and stretched 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 away from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low ecstatic sounds and braided her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she begged in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mixture of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling moans put 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 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 tension as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then useless babbles of sound ranged 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 versus 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 complete? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, focused on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, first at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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