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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. He slid into the tiny place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and gazed at her in the dimness. George saw her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his trousers open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse diverted 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 exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action more detailed to the lady. 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, unfastening 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 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 cock, 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 difficult shaft permeating her. Long, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stomach! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, 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, much deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling 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 feeling and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened 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 lurched himself upward, his dick making wet, sensual sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body trembling 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 might feel the head of his dick contracting and expanding 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 became crazy. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to stifle the screech that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the pointer of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the tough clitoral idea on the swelling, pulsating shaft.
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Adventures 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 squirted from the lips of his dick, splattering versus the soaked tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the rack 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 charming big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from completion of his dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless giggle, raided 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 smothered, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? She opened her thighs eagerly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy broad open. The pink, tensed head of her clitoris moved 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 overjoyed sounds 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 groans 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 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 tension as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then worthless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing hugely versus his lips then a shiver ran down 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 pantry 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, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.
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