feet, while
you would pass your amorous and divine legs, softer, whiter, and more
rose-tinted every day, over the whole breadth of my chest, placing your
tiny goddess-like feet in my mouth. As our desires would augment at
every moment, you would allow me, would even ask me to take off your
garters, your pretty stockings, and your slippers, in order to procure
me the luxury of licking every part of your body there, and of
realising in the most perfect manner the intense enjoyment arising from
the contact of the most delicate, the most woman-like, the most
voluptuous member of your body. My hands would frig your little love of
a member, my manly prick would kiss your celestial womb, and my thighs
would caress your delicious bottom. When I have worked you in this way
for hours, ceasing every moment you were on the point of emission, I
should, as I withdrew my member, let you at last discharge, and then an
immense stream of love would flow into my mouth, which suddenly and as
if by enchantment would find itself in the place of my member while
your bosoms would be covered with that white essence of which you are
the only source in my eyes (I had never known it before Homburg), and
which would escape from my amorous member.

Every day after dinner, reclining voluptuously on a couch, you would
snatch a few moments of repose while I was taking off all my clothes.
When I had finished, and when I, filled with love, had shown myself to
your contemplation, you would give up to me your place upon the sofa,
and assuming the most seductive, the most coquettish, and the most
graceful attitudes, would come and play with my member, whose vigour
would arise solely from the sight of your pretty costume, which, I am
convinced, would render you more delicious than the most graceful
fairy. You would love me so deeply that I should cease to have any
power of will, you would have exhausted me, sucking me completely dry,
nothing would remain in my prick, which would be more full of desire,
more enormous, and stiffer at every moment. My languishing eyes, gentle
as love itself, surrounded by large dark blue circles caused by your
look, your tongue, your bosom, your cunt, your member, your heavenly
little bottom, your legs, your fingers, and your angelic little feet
would tell you how complete was my happiness, my intoxication, my
ecstasy, and my faint, exhausted but happy voice would give you the
same assurance, would murmur with rapture in your e