the glass, her thighs wide apart, my balls
showing under her little buttocks, till my prick again shrunk, and my
sperm ran from her cunt down my balls. Then I un-cunted, and sat down on
a chair. We were both stark naked.

The girl sat down on a foot-stool, the woman sat in her chemise. I gave
her the remaining money, and to the little one some silver. Although I
had had her twice, I scarcely had looked at her; both fucks must
have been done in ten minutes. Now I longed to see the little cunt
tranquilly. "Let me wash her cunt," said I. "You can," said the old one.
I took the girl into the bed-room, she left a large gobbet of sperm on
the stool, which the old one wiped off. I washed her cunt, threw her
on the bed, and looked at the little quim. It seemed impossible I could
have been up it; but from that day I knew a cunt to be the most elastic
article in the world, and believed the old woman's saying, that a prick
can always go up where a finger can.

Then after cuddling her, straddling between her legs and feeling my
balls hanging between her thighs by passing my hand round her arse,
I laid her on the bed, took a glance at the little cunt from a slight
distance, and saw the old one in an exciting posture. She had thrown
herself on the bed, and resting her head on one hand was watching me.
Her chemise had slipped from her shoulders showing big white breasts,
and the black thicket of hair in one arm-pit. Her chemise was up to her
waist, one leg was bent up, the fat calf pressed against a fat thigh,
the other extended along the bed, the thighs wide open, the middle
finger of her left hand on her cunt, whose mass of black hair creeping
up her belly and along the line of junction with the thighs could not
be hidden by her hand. She was frigging her clitoris with her
middle-finger, and she smiled invitingly. "Come and do it to me, I do
want it so,--I have not had a poke for a fortnight."

My love of a fat arse, and a big hairy cunt returned suddenly. I stood
turning my eyes, first to the little hairless orifice, then to the
full-lipped split, then to the little pink cunt, and then back again
to the matured cunt. "Come, do me." "I must go." "Why?" "I came to have
her." "So you have,--now have me,--you can have her again if you like
after." "Can I?" "Yes,--oh! come, I am so randy." "It's late." "Stop
all night." I said I would. Off the bed she got, put a nightgown on the
child, laid her on the sofa, told her to go to sleep, a