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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the cooking area. We can go to it in the pantry. She unlocked to the small storeroom. Nobody but me ever enters here. He slid into the tiny location, 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 enjoyed her panties slide down and when the thick development 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 butts on a low rack so that she remained in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the damp, pinkish tissue was revealed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unsteady step more detailed to the woman. Don't talk-- just fuck! Mabel moved 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 butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with starving strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, guided 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, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft permeating her. Long, tough dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pressed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, agonizing herself. Fuck me like that!

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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 hips and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice increased high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver up 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 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 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 built for fuckin'! She offered a breathless giggle, 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 smothered, an' now, will you suck me, Georgie? Starving pussy, he murmured, always all set for more! He followed, letting his body drop down until his face was level with her stubborn belly. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended 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 encircled her clitoral idea. Draw it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He gripped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it far from its warm, wet slot. Mabel made low delighted 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 drew 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 devotion. I'm gon na come again! The words spurted from Mabel's lips; a violent shiver shattered through her body and she practically jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the tension 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 gush as she orgasmed with crazy strength. George launched the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly against 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 kitchen doorway, face white, eyes glittering. Did I disrupt you-- or had you finished? she asked in a coldly sarcastic 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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