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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. He slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. George saw her panties slide down and when the thick development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse 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 damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a shaky step closer to the woman. Do not talk-- just 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, loosening 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 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 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 hard shaft penetrating her. Long, tough cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my stubborn belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, writhing herself. Fuck me like that!

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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 dick, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver till she lifted 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 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 beautiful huge cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from the end of his cock. Your cunt was just built for fuckin'! She provided a out of breath giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You always make me come-- an'-- she hesitated, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were muffled, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he murmured, constantly all set for more! But he followed, letting his body fall until his face was level with her stomach. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and stretched the lips of her pussy wide 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. Suck 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, damp slot. Mabel made low happy noises 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 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 stress as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a squeal, then meaningless babbles of sound ranged from her lips in a torrent as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-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 pantry doorway, face white, eyes flashing. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? she asked in a coldly sarcastic tone. Her eyes snapped 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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