me,--who'd have thought it?" said she as if to herself. "I must put
it where it can't be found, and take it home to-morrow." She went to
the door. "Aren't you going?" "No I'm going to do it again soon." "But
you're not." "But I am." Without reply she went upstairs. I had meant to
have ready a stiff-stander, when she came back, but changed my mind, and
followed her. She was nearly at the top when hearing me she waited, and
said, "What do you want?"
"I'm coming to see what you do." "You won't." "I will." "I'll come down
and wait till you are gone." "I'll stop till your sister comes home."
"Do go down sir," said she in a coaxing tone. "No." She sat down on the
top-stairs, I did the same a few stairs below her. Her knees were wide
apart, my mind went to the afternoon when I had seen her naked. That
glorious two hours. I stared in a voluptuous reverie, her cunt was as
visible to me through her clothes, as if she were naked, and my cock
began to swell. I stared on without uttering a word.
"What are you staring at?" said she at last, "go down, and I'll be down
in a minute." "I'm looking at your cunt, it's open slightly, I can see
my spunk in it." "Oh!" said she jumping up, "I never heard such a man in
my life." (She had the gold still in her hand.) "You have upset me so,
I don't know what I am about." She then turned her bum round towards
me, and I put my hand quickly up her clothes, as she went up the stairs.
"Oh! you frighten me so I don't know what I'm doing." I followed her
into the room, and she locked up the money in a bag that was in a
drawer. Turning round she saw my prick out, and as stiff as ever. It was
the recollection of what had taken place in that room on the Saturday
week previous, which had rendered me capable again. I closed on her,
kissing and inciting her, pulled her to the bed, and began feeling
her. "I don't like that done,--you know you can't,--leave me alone,--go
down,--oh! don't."
I coaxed her for a second. She got on to the bed, and opened her thighs
wide like a well-trained fuckster to help me, I inserted my penis, and
she met me with passion. I was not so rapid, the want of a spend was
not now overpowering my senses; whilst she had had two hours baudy talk,
been fucked, but cheated of her pleasure, and been left at the critical
moment, unsatisfied, with my spunk in her. She was dying for a spend,
wanting it like a woman who has been for a week unsatisfied. Her cunt
was hungry for prick, throbbi
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