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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. We can go to it in the pantry. She opened the door to the little storeroom. Nobody however me ever goes in here. He slid into the tiny place, 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 immediate fingers. George saw 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 glance veered 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 open and the damp, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky action more detailed to the woman. Do not talk-- just fuck! Mabel slid 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 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 gripped the sides of his cock, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, hungry pussy! She pushed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the difficult shaft penetrating 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 cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, agonizing 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 undulating 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 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 soft however strong walls of his dick. Keep holding my dick like that! He stumbled himself up, his dick making damp, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her butts on the edge of the rack as she drew at his dick with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his cock broadening and contracting 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 motions ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel attempted to suppress the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the pointer of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the tough clitoral idea on the swelling, throbbing 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 hips 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 dick, splattering against 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 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 far from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You beautiful 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 cock. Your cunt was just developed 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 hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were stifled, an' now, will you suck 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 encircled her clitoral pointer. 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 happy sounds and entwined 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 mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris once again. Bubbling groans put 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 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 screech, then useless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spine 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 entrance, face white, eyes glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? she asked in a coldly sarcastic 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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