ng her tongue towards mine, and saying I was a
lovely poke, the first baudy words that dropped from her, I rubbing
my belly up against hers till my balls almost lay between her fat
cunt-lips, swabbing up the oozings of the sperm which ran out from her.
And so we lay, kissing, tongue-sucking, and talking the stinging words
of love and lust.
Then as repose became a pleasure, and nature severed us. "Oh! my God how
wet you have made me," she said, "it's all on the sheet." "Let me feel."
I felt on my side, she turned on hers towards me, and threw one leg over
my haunch, I placed my hand on her cunt, and felt the sperm, wetting
my hand, whilst she grasped my slippery prick. "Feel how wet your prick
is," I put my hand there, and every hair on my prick was plastered
against my belly; then hand on cunt, and hand on prick we both dozed
off.
When I awakened we were still face to face, Louisa asleep with a hand
under my balls. I pulled down the clothes to look at her naked body: the
gas was burning brightly, I saw splendid breasts; down went my hand to
her cunt, I groped it, she awoke, and without a word turned on to her
back, and I on to her belly. Whilst couched easily on to that broad
belly, and lying between her ample breasts, and steadied by her large
thighs, my prick lying down against her gap, kissing and sucking each
other's mouths, she glided her hand down, and introduced my pendulous
doodle to her randy cunt, and again we fucked. We were mad for it,
neither of us uttered a word, till she cried out, "Oh! I'm coming,--my
God,--ah!" And then we spent, and went fast asleep again, exhausted with
the pleasure.
We were awakened by a knock. "Who's there?" "Hannah." "What do you
want?" "Are you going to stop all night?" "No," said I jumping out of
bed, "what o'clock is it?" "It's half-past twelve." "Come to bed," said
Louisa. In I jumped. "Oh! I'm so hungry," said she, "how I should like
some oysters." "So should I,--get up, and we'll go and have some before
the shop closes." "No, stop here, Hannah will get them." I agreed,
ordered them, and we went on twiddling each other's privates, I
recollect the feel of hers at this very moment,--it was like a
paste-pot.
I had never seen her person yet. The throwing her on to the bed, and
lifting her clothes, her stripping, and jumping into bed had been so
rapid, and so randy had both of us been, so anxious to copulate, that I
had had no time to look, to contemplate, to enjoy her wit
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