. I felt my pleasure coming, and
objecting to wet my shirt, began to unbutton. "Oh I can't bear it," I
cried, "oh! my God I'm coming,"--and the instant my prick was free from
my trowsers I spent copiously, the three women their petticoats still up
nearly to their cunts, looking and laughing. I had not frigged, it was
fullness, and the voluptuous delight at seeing the limbs of the three
fine women which fetched me. "There is lots of stuff in him," said one.
Ashamed of myself I begged their pardons, and sent for more wine. "He
had better have given one of you ladies that good spunk," said the
Mistress. I overcame my bash fulness, they laughed about what Sarah
Mavis had missed, one professed to feel annoyed at my behaviour. "Oh!
you are damned modest," said Hannah.

Mrs. X...i soon afterwards went upstairs into the bed-room to a
gentleman she had come to meet. The Mistress said she should lay
down,--she always did after her dinner, and slept for two hours,--she
was fuddled, and indeed always was. The mother of the two children and
I were alone; from the instant I had spent she had never taken her
eyes off me,--never. I recollect the look of her dark eyes and their
expression quite well. Hannah snored almost directly. "Let us have
a kiss," said the lady to me, "I know you are fond of a well-formed
woman,"--and she pulled up her clothes a little. She was sitting on
the sofa, my prick rose, I bolted the door, and we fucked whilst the
Mistress kept snoring.

Mrs. X... i came down. "What you here still?--what have you been doing?"
The mother replied, "He has been smoking, and talking about his dear
Sarah." The woman was actually sitting at that very moment with a flood
of my sperm up her cunt, for she had neither wiped, nor washed, nor
pissed since I had fucked her. Then they talked about X... i's friend who
was a clergyman. X... i was the wife of a man who lived with her, but
never had her (so she said); she hated him, he had clapped her once.

The mother went out of the room, and came back, Hannah awoke, we had
tea, I paid, it was my rule then to pay for everything for the ladies
whenever I was in the baudy house parlour. I rose to go, shaking hands
with the two ladies. The one whom I had embraced put a bit of paper
privately into my hand. Outside the house I read it. "Wait outside," it
said. I had been delighted with her pleasure, and did so. She came out,
we walked quickly off. "You go to the top of the next street," said