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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. He slid into the small 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 development of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis. Mabel's glimpse veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her butts on a low shelf so that she was 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 action closer to the woman. Don't 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, 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 gripped 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 dick, 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 tough shaft permeating her. Long, hard cock, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly! She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. Like that, she groaned, twisting herself. Fuck me like that!
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George's knees trembled when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove inside again, much deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating versus his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling with excitement, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she stated, her voice rough. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to increase the experience and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong but soft walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick 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 shuddering versus his as the thrills throbbed 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 dick contracting and expanding and intense slivers of juice began to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice rose and his in-and-out motions ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the squeal that rose in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral suggestion on the swelling, throbbing 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 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 lifted her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf 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 away 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 the end of his cock. Your cunt was simply developed for fuckin'! She gave a breathless giggle, leaned against him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she thought twice, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were smothered, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he whispered, constantly prepared for more! However he obeyed, letting his body fall till his face was level with her belly. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and stretched the lips of her pussy wide 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. Suck it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He gripped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it away from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low delighted 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 moans poured 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 almost jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the stress as George's teeth plucked her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then meaningless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column 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 pantry entrance, face white, eyes glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you complete? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes snapped down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, first at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.
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