e been running through so young a head. Well, my darling
boy, I was somewhat uneasy on that very point myself, and, indeed, had
fixed the marriage day when I expected I should be unwell on the very
night, but in that I was disappointed; nothing came, and I was driven
to act in the best way I could. I kept my legs close together. I got my
hand down to that part of my person, and kept squeezing my affair as
close as possible. I pressed hard with my fingers on his weapon as he
forced an entrance, and all at once gave way with a scream of apparent
pain, as he gave an extra thrust, and let him penetrate at once. An
inexperienced husband takes much on credit and imagination, I quite
satisfied him that he was the first possessor of my person; but, oh! my
beloved Charlie, I found I was really ready in the family-way, and you,
my dear fellow, are the father of the baby now within my womb."

"What? I! I! the father of your baby? Oh, dear, darling Mrs. Vincent;
oh, say that again."

"It is indeed true, my dear Charlie; and the knowledge that I first
possessed you, and you me, reconciles me to giving my husband a child
that is not his."

"My child! my child!" I cried, and I danced round in a paroxysm of
delight at the idea of being a father. It seemed at once to elevate me
to manhood, and puffed me up with pride. I rushed upon dear Mrs. V.,
embraced her most warmly, and pushing her back on the sofa, said--

"I must see how the little angel looks in his cell."

I turned up her petticoats, and exposed all her beauteous belly,
already by its swelling showing there was more there than ever went
into her mouth. Her cunt too had become more prominent. I stooped,
kissed her lovely quim, gave it a good suck, then gamahuched her till
she cried out for my prick to fuck her, and a most exquisite and
rapturous fuck we had. The thought that I was baptising my own babe
with my sperm stimulated my lubricity, and we ran a course of the most
libidinous delights until we dissolved away in the most voluptuous
death-like exhaustion of satisfied desires.

"Charlie, my darling, you must get up; remember you may injure the dear
little creature by too great an excess, so pray rise."

I rose at once, but only to embrace her most tenderly. She complained
of feeling somewhat faint, and said we must now go to the house to get
some wine. We put ourselves in order, and all radiant at the thoughts
of paternity, I strutted along as proud as a peacock, and