she might safely take them with him. "What do you want?" "To feel
your cunt," said I, "see your legs, feel that crummy rump of yours,
cookey." "Then you won't," said she laughing, and lifting a heavy
saucepan off the fire with both hands, she carried it towards the sink
in the back kitchen. Randy and ready, I saw my opportunity; and as she
neared the sink, thrust both hands up her clothes, grasped her arse, and
was fumbling for her slit; when putting down the saucepan with a bang,
she flung round, and hit me such a slap on the head as knocked me over,
saying, "Why, you young devilskin, it would serve you right to tell your
mother of your capers," and then she stood and laughed at me.
I persisted, kissed the old party, and told her how I wanted her, for
indeed at that moment I would have fucked her, if she had been eighty.
She repulsed me saying in a whisper, "Harriet is upstairs." "She is
going out," said I. "Wait till she has, if she hears you, she will make
mischief." As I felt this might be true, I desisted.
I went back to the garden thinking, and hoping mother and sister would
not go indoors. When Harriet had gone oft, I went back into the garden
parlour quite leisurely (for mother could see me do that), then down to
the cook. It was nearly dark. In a minute I had pushed her up against
the dresser, was groping her, and she was feeling my prick and ballocks
with seemingly hearty enjoyment. She opened her legs to give me every
facility. I attempted to get into her, but her clothes and big belly
prevented me. She held my prick against her cunt, so that it pushed
against her orifice, but did not go up it; and such was my state, that
I spent against it. She kept hold of the prick, rubbing it, and gently
squeezing it, until not a drop of sperm was left in it. Then for fear
of being found out, upstairs I went again. The whole business, had not
occupied five minutes.
I had once spent by accident in Mary's hand, and had fear lest it should
disgust her. There was something about this affair, which seemed quite
different. I could scarcely make out how, with a cunt close to my prick,
I had spent as I had done. The next night came, I tried it on at the
same hour with the same result. She not only let me feel her, but put
my fingers to her cunt, at a place where she wished me to rub her, she
meanwhile frigging away at my prick. But I wanted more than this, and
just as it was too late, she let me put my prick in. At the first
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