top of the pretty little girl.

I lay on her long afterwards, and tried by the muscular contraction
of my arse-cheeks and ballock-roots to stiffen my pego again. She laid
quiet all the time with my prick up her, but I could not manage it, my
prick shrunk.

A second erection without uncunting being impossible, I got into a
kneeling posture between her open legs, and checked a slight movement
on her part saying, "Now lie quiet,--don't move." There was I kneeling
between her thighs; looking down I saw her half-opened cunt with the
gruelly tide issuing from it, took my prick in hand half its potential
size, flabby and wet, pulled back the skin, and out rolled a large drop
of sperm on to her thigh. She lay quite quiet, looking at me, her yellow
hair falling all around her head as it lay on the pillow. Now I was
astonished at her beauty, I had not noticed it fully before.

"You are very handsome,--how old are you?" "Fifteen and a little." "You
must be more." "I don't know, but mother says so." I looked at her cunt,
the hair on it was not an eighth of an inch long, scarcely any of it,
and of course showing no intention of curling, but her form was so round
that I could not believe she was so young. "Fifteen and a little," she
repeated, her aunt and her mother had been disputing the day of her
birth; her mother was out of her mind when she gave birth to her. "Aunt
says I ain't fifteen."

"Give the other gal a shilling,--do," she broke in whilst I was
questioning her about age, and kneeling between her thighs. "What are
you so anxious about the other girl for?" "She lives over us, and is my
friend,--will you give her a shilling?--do." "Why?" "Do,--if you don't
I shall give her a shilling of mine, and give her some of mine
anyhow,--you said you'd give me three and sixpence, didn't you?"

Curiously amused I laughed. "I'll give you a shilling for her, if you
let me do it to you again." "Oh! _do_," said she.

It was hot, I had not reposed after my pleasure, so quitting my kneeling
position I laid down besides her, and began feeling her breasts. She
turned her head towards me. "You have not washed yourself," said I after
a minute's amusement with her bubbles. "It ain't no good if yer ar going
to make a mess in it agin,--when you've done it I'll wash it all out
together." I thought from that speech she was not an old one at the
game, yet after all she only behaved as every young girl I have had
usually behaved, they have mostly