and out in all
their glory. Never in my life have I seen a finer backside than my aunt
had got. I am now speaking from a vast amount of after-inspection and
adoration, but in its covered magnificence in which I at this moment
viewed it, it appeared the finest backside I have ever met with, and
was in fact the one I alluded to some time back, when I observed that
Miss Frank-land's was the finest but one I ever saw. It is true, her
stoutness added greatly to its prominence, but though stout, even very
stout, it was not a stoutness you could call fat. For in
after-intimacy, which became of the very closest and most voluptuous
nature, I was never able to pinch her in any muscular part. She had the
hardest, as well as the biggest, backside I ever met with. I am quite
sure that when she was standing upright, a child might have stood on
the immense projections of her buttocks. Her thighs were positively
monstrous in their mighty proportions, as hard as iron, exquisitely
moulded, and of a fairness and smoothness that rivalled ivory, which,
in another respect, they much resembled, namely, in feeling cold to the
touch. Her legs were worthy of the glorious frame they supported, and
finished off with a pair of charming, clean-run ankles, and very small
feet for her size. As her chemise was short sleeved, the grand
magnificence and beauty of form of her splendid arms and neck, where
the bubbles came out in all their perfection and brilliancy of skin,
were fully displayed. As may be supposed, not a bone was to be traced
in her upper neck, but all was dazzling in colour and flesh, which is
such a beauty in woman. When a woman shows her gaunt collar bones, it
is a proof of bad breeding, and a common nature. Aunt's truly grand
bubbles rose magnificently over her bodice, which I thought at the time
was their support, but this glorious woman required nothing of the
sort, for when perfectly stripped, her bubbles stood out firm and
projecting in all their grandeur, and they were of the largest, worthy
of all her other fully developed charms. Her belly alone was somewhat
too prominent, when standing up, but as she never had had children, it
did not at all hang flabbily, and ended in one of the most prominent
and largely developed montis Veneris I have ever met with, profusely
covered with the fairest of curls, which did not prevent her lovely
creamy skin from shining through them. She was well provided with hair
on that part, but after the ex